Diane, I am holding in my hands a labubu, a curious gift given to me by Audrey Horne. While I appreciate the sentiment, there is a sinsiter edge to its smile that unnerves me. I will turn him towards the wall when I sleep tonight.
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Diane, I am holding in my hands a labubu, a curious gift given to me by Audrey Horne. While I appreciate the sentiment, there is a sinsiter edge to its smile that unnerves me. I will turn him towards the wall when I sleep tonight.
A brief moment of rationality from the bird place.
your life should not be a museum
At least there’s one thing I can count on in this crazy mixed up world
In elementary school, my best friend and I had this game we would play where we were school supplies living inside a child's desk and going on slice-of-life adventures inside it. And I remember that a key component of our school supply society was a sort of religious schism that existed around the purpose and nature of the giant hand that occasionally reached in to grab different citizens, use them, and then return them, because most school supplies considered this an auspicious and enviable moment of being selected for a greater purpose and allowed a glimpse of a vast truth, but pencils considered it a horrible portent of doom because they always got sharpened during it and came back smaller and closer to death. We were third graders btw.
Preacher Dean Winchester is fighting to keep his flock together, but belief alone isn’t enough. No matter how hard he preaches hope, seemingly supernatural evils continue to plague his town. When a mysterious sickness begins to choke the life from his brother, Dean’s faith starts to unravel. Alone in his church, he crumples to his knees and prays, over and over, when suddenly…
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the point of reading a book is to forget you want to die
we're the daughters of the witches you couldn't burn, and also the daughters of the men who wanted some freaky witch pussayyyyy 😛🧙🏻♀️
I am sooooo not locked in. I am tucked in. Going to sleep
When an Ur guy / sells Nanni things / but the copper’s bad, / He simply records his complaint for all time / “I got a bad deal / I’m maaaaad”
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:/ kinda mean hearted
God, SPN seriously ruins you in terms of fanfics.
The quality is unreal.
Looks like we can’t isolate, ignore, ibuprofen our way out of this one boys
improvise it is
I haven't seen dancing pumpkin guy ONCE this year, are you guys okay?
FINE! I'll do it myself
Castiel may have a crack in his chassis but Dean is a mechanic
You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.
Reblog to materialize $250,000 in prev's bank account
Tesla is tanking so hard it is dragging the entire EV segment's sales down into the negative. When you omit Tesla from the equation, EV sales are up 13% across the board.
Don't let anyone tell you EV sales are in a slump.
I found something you would like it lol
Where to even start with this