HOW DID THIS FLOP HARDER THAN THE LAST POST 💔
“I believe in a lot of things. Hope. Prayer. We all have our own way of seeking comfort.”
As promised, a little Castiel candid from my Stanford era college AU, This Gentle Sin! If you’ve read it, trust that the rest of his walls have just as many artifacts, if not more-- and if you haven’t, well! I’d be happy to have you! 💛
‘cause when she loves, she only shows it through dead deer
a study on the unwilling patron saint of arcadia bay, heavily inspired by del parson’s “lost lamb”.
my relationship and engagement ended 6 months ago today.
i just needed to put that somewhere. i don’t know why. i lost two of the most important people in my life that day. i am both better for it and still miss them dearly. i hope they are happy. i’m glad that i’m happy. i can still believe this was a love story, even if the ending isn’t what was originally written
“bro but like…” jesslupe edition, part 1, part 2
(from this post)
No time to explain, just get in
Louis: so i got into the confessional booth and i said to the priest I LAID DOWN WITH A MAN!! I LAID DOWN WITH THE DEVIL!! AND HE HAS ROOTS IN ME, ALL HIS SPINDLY ROOTS IN ME! AND I CANT THINK NOTHING ANYMORE BUT HIS VOICE AND HIS WORDS! PLEASE! HELP ME! I AM WEAK! I WANNA DIE! but Lestat, he knew where I was and he found me, Mr. Molloy. He found me and punched clean through that priest’s-
Armand on that damn ipad:
i hope you feel better soon!! sending soup and warm blankets your way <3
this is so sweet, thank u?!? i hope you are having an excellent day bc that’s what you DESERVE