On that day, humanity received a grim reminder.
why am I not tumblr famous yet.
I’m going to be trying out Cecil as a new potential name for awhile. I may go back to Rae, we’ll see. but as of right now, I’d prefer to be called Cecil.
I found this on instagram, and this is pretty much what I’m feeling right now and every single day since almost 2 years.
Because, before, this 2 years, I do not know that someone can change to be what he is inside.
To me, I was obliged to be a girl, and that’s all.
Now it’s not the same thing.
Now I know who I am.
Now I know that I’m a boy.
Not a man yet.
so are they EVER going to stop pretending Cas is spelt Cass or
Three weeks after Castiel moves into the bunker, Sam finally starts to look less frazzled. He’s sipping his morning coffee with his feet kicked up at the great table and casually…
this is so good I’m gonna cry
i am an individual, not a thing. i am worth fixing if i am broken.
elephant - http://animom.tripod.com/motala.html
bunny, dolphin, eagle, cat, pig - http://dailynewsdig.com/amazing-prosthetic-limbs-for-animals/
Friendly reminder that the Duckbill Platypus is not beaver sized but the tiniest most cutest patootie being in existence
i thought these things were the size of like, large cats or something. ITS FUCKING TINY JESUS