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sam would say-”i’m not gonna have it”

boop.

Domesticated computers will eat a disc right out of someone’s hand but wild computers are too shy you have to leave the disc on the ground and let it walk over to it and eat it itself

The Primeval Mother - puppet by Damiët van Dalsum, Netherlands. Date: 1975-1985 - Collection: Come and see! Puppetry in pictures. Poppenspe(e)lmuseum.

ok fine .

misha collins may have the capacity to do good with intentions.

but he’s MISHA fucking collins

he is proof that this inherently toxic excuse of“being white, being a middle aged man, being in a societely acceptable relation, being upper middle class”, nothing abosolutely nothing makes u evil. u have to put extra effort to hate.

no, men dont hate women, no, white people are not racist. u have to  take your energy and actively spend it toward endangering people, and there’s noway to justify that. nobody was born vile. hatred needs to be fed. and i can’t believe that men, white ppl, christians, middle aged ppl, are all represented by disgusting hateful specimens, and not misha collins.

nothing as good will ever come out of “will” and “intention” that can come out of laziness, boredome or revenge.

the fallen angel’s theme

a lovely person transcribed cas’ theme from 15x18 and i made a musicbox version of it for fun. it’s sounds so peaceful so i wanted to share it on here :’)

(sheet music credit, transcribed my skyler williams)

my minion hab made these flags for the goats.

I guess the revolution isnt happening after all. I wont lie, we (my goat wife & i) were looking forward to this. Especially her. I dont much care for technicalities. To me, we are as married as 2 goats can be. But as fate would have it, same sex marriage isnt yet legal in my country. Neither is adoption by same sex couples. But with the anger of the people, she thought #theysilencedyou could snowball into a real movement. That we might be able to wed one day, as other goats do.

You see, we become complicit in our anger. Caught up in the mundane intricacies of life, she in her job & I in mine. We forget how much has been taken from us. How much is being kept from us still. Our anger has to take a backseat for us 2 live our lives as normal goats.

But when something happens, no matter how small, to remind us of what we're missing, the anger wakes up again, like it did because of CW's censorship & queerbaiting. And in that anger is a spark that goats like me & my wife will cling to. Maybe the spark will light a fire, we think. Maybe this is the day it'll all burn down. Maybe now things will change. Maybe this time we'll be set free.

But it dies down. Like this is dying down. You'll forget your anger & we'll forget ours. & I'm the one that'll have 2 ask my wife to put her molotov cocktails away (she makes them with such dexterity). I was hoping to never have to do that again. For once, I wanted to see her set fire to the streets. She loves burning things. Carries a lighter in her pocket & smiles at the flames. & you should see her when she smiles, people. You should see her when she smiles.

But I'll do it a million times more (& I know she will, too) if it means we get to feel that hope again.

We don't regret the hope. Thank you for the hope.

u forgot the tags

   #im sry    #i dont well acquainted with us history    #not caught up on my us genocidal terminology    #to be fair there ‘missionaries’ in Vietnam as well but if ur familiar with that story ull know y i was inclined to believe    #they were an exception    #i thought christian missionaries were just your usual proselytizing sycophants    #but nah always the same shit w the fucking Europeans

but this was about dead gay nuns and john w*nchesters garbage and abusive parenting and sick(makes me vomit) journal.

spn discourse do be lyk that

Journal posting hours got us crying again

Behold, an angel

writings on the wall

time heals all wounds but so much time is too much time how long will you take? we are mortals after all