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Jewelry for fidgeters. Love it.
Need.
This is necessary for someone like me, who silently destroys napkins and beer bottle labels with my nervous hands during the most casual of friendly conversations.
I have this only use it when I’m anxious and it has gears so
Someone get me this plz
Omg this is amazing
I need this!
I'm not Tumblr famous.
Getting asks isn’t a regular thing, I still smile when I see Messages (1).
People don’t reblog me ASAP. Sure, I get reblogged 20 or 30 notes, if I’m lucky.
I don’t get asked for pictures of me.
People don’t ask me for requests.
I don’t have a lot to offer.
most of my blog is 99.9% reblogs
I LOVE every little follower of mine
do you ever just stare at someone’s blog and be like plz rp with me.
Hell by reddit user MeanPete
There was no pearly gate.
The only reason I knew I was in a cave was because I had just passed the entrance. The rock wall rose behind me with no ceiling in sight.
I knew this was it, this was what religion talked about, what man feared, I had just entered the gate to hell.
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This was too good to not reblog.
Oh Fuck
(submitted by multilateralmask)
Mt. Thaneller starlight | Milky Way by Michael Böhmländer
Angels at your doorway, shaking city dust from their feathers. Angels in dark alleyways, feral, a hundred eyes watching the murderer stalk closer. Hunter to hunted. Something very savage in the shifting balance. Angels as wild animals, as a height of civilisation humanity will wear themselves to the bone striving for. Stop picking at constellations. The universe is the woman down the hall who never remembers your name, and doesn’t care to try. She wears faux fur coats and red lipstick and murmurs, “Sorry, darling, did you say something?” (You were screaming, but that doesn’t matter.) Guardian angels in ratty boots and tattered leather jackets, swigging tequila from the bottle while their humans bump and grind. Guardian angels in the corners of rooms dying to touch, dying to comfort, but stuck with their own tears instead. Angels on rooftops, in gutters, singing to the stars in packs. The moon goes round. The seraphim start shaking. And the woman down the hall (with the lipstick and the coats) points at you in a crowd, and laughs.
urban angels, elisabeth hewer (via ladystigmata)
Make my muse chose between two people. ANY TWO PEOPLE.
"Sam is fine," she reassured. "But I found that sometimes humans have things they do when they are unwell and it comforts them. I was curious because it might help sooth him as he slumbers inside."
Tension bleeding away from his shoulders Dean nodded “He get’s clingy…I usually make him food” he offered. Taking care of Sam was his life, and it was difficult to really know what he did for Sam everyday and what he did for Sam when his brother felt sick.
Giving a little nod, Nanette licked her lips as she thought. "And the food helped?" She had never had food. But she was curious to try. "What did you give him?"
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started following you
"…I…cannot say I recognize you. What is your name, little one?"
Nanette smiled up at the oldest angel. “My name is Nanette.”
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Nanette," Michael returned with a warm smile, offering her a hand. "I am Michael."
Nanette placed her smaller hand in his and shook it. "It's nice to meet you Michael." She knew who he was but she never thought she would ever meet him? "So what are you doing here?"
give me a reason you DON'T rp with me.
Nanette got serious at his last comment. Her insecurities and questions quickly faded away. “My first priority is to heal Sam which also heals myself. I will choose what I have to to protect us above all other thing.”
"Just…don’t worry...
"Sam is fine," she reassured. "But I found that sometimes humans have things they do when they are unwell and it comforts them. I was curious because it might help sooth him as he slumbers inside."
i hope this will do