E THEME BY EXCOLO

*finally got a chance to watch it*

IRI. TEAM BROS. FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLSSSSSS.

IT SHOULDN’T BE POSSIBLE TO FEEL DESPAIR IN EVERY ATOM OF YOUR BODY, AND YET UROBUCHI HAS MADE IT SO. *FETAL POSITION*

I take off my hands and give them to you but you don’t
                                                 want them, so I take them back
      and put them on the wrong way, the wrong wrists. The yard is dark,
the tomatoes are next to the whitewashed wall,
                                 the book on the table is about Spain,
                                                                  the windows are painted shut.

Tonight you’re thinking of cities under crowns
           of snow and I stare at you like I’m looking through a window,
                                                                     counting birds.

                                     You wanted happiness, I can’t blame you for that,
and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy
      but tell me
you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.

                                            You do the math, you expect the trouble.
             The seaside town. The electric fence.
Draw a circle with a piece of chalk. Imagine standing in a constant cone
                              of light. Imagine surrender. Imagine being useless.

A stone on the path means the tea’s not ready,
                        a stone in the hand means somebody’s angry, 
                                        the stone inside you still hasn’t hit bottom.

-Richard Siken

magicalnaturetour:

Sweet Sleep by Allchonok :)



GUH…..!!! Adorability….too much…dying…

magicalnaturetour:

Sweet Sleep by Allchonok :)

GUH…..!!! Adorability….too much…dying…

To have two long wings
of shadow
and fold them up against your pain;
to be shadow, the peace
of evening
around your faded
smile.

-Antonia Pozzi (1934)

Antonia Pozzi was a precognitive and/or time-traveling Destiel shipper, and you cannot convince me otherwise.