me when someone

Los Angeles.

I assume: workaholic ice queen with a black heart and mouth like a sailor; struggles regularly with depression and anxiety mitigated lazily by self-medication with GABAR agonists and punishing exercise, depending; single parent as complete failure; talentless hack hiding behind hustle, hoping no one takes notice of how underwhelming I am; the single reason for every one of my failed relationships; narcissist with a getting-too-old-too-fast complex holding onto some last gasp of youth in what is becoming an increasingly embarrassing manner (e.g. self portraiture); and generally disappointing human (you’ve had the misfortune to know) who isn’t good enough in a variety of spectacular ways that never cease to amaze myself and others.

whom else here gay and unstable

i just want to be the reason you smile

hey i’ve seen a bunch of j*hanna//the/mad on my dash lately and here’s a reminder she ships sh//eith (a ~25yo and a 16yo) and draws g/nderbends (i’m sure there’s more but that’s all i can remember off the top of my head)

it’s canon that dean winchester knows for certain that bert and ernie are gay.

but there’s nothing in sesame street canon to confirm his belief - a belief, mind you, that dean would consider a fact. 

“bert and ernie are gay.” not “i think bert and ernie are gay.” not “i headcanon bert and ernie as gay.” simply that they are, without a doubt, canonically gay and doing gay stuff in sesame street. 

it’s also canon (spn canon, not sesame street) that in a universe parallel to the spn universe, dean winchester is a fictional character on a television show…much like bert and ernie. 

so if the real dean winchester came to this universe and watched an episode of sooperbloop with me and i said, “i know for certain that dean winchester - the fictional character - is bisexual,” dean would most likely agree with me. 

or, at the very least, he couldn’t justifiably be mad at me about it. 


It doesn’t matter if it’s just a stuffed animal, a banner or anything else. Do not throw anything on them. It’s understandable that you want them to find and play with your stuff but don’t aim at them. Throw them on stage when no one is around.
Chanyeol might have brushed it off today and acted all cute, but you don’t know what might happen in the future. Someone might get hurt so please stop aiming the idols/ throwing stuff on stage.


The photo could be the closest taken to the date he met John Lennon, showing a 15-year-old who’s come through his chubby period and is looking good: slim and like a real teenager—no longer a boy, not yet a man, a keen youngster singing Elvis into the North Sea breeze at Filey Bay.”

— Mark Lewisohn about these photos taken by Mike McCartney on August 1957. from the book The Beatles: All These Years.