I sincerely hope no one ever tries to fuck with Dean’s children later on. I don’t care who they are, where they come from. Dean Winchester will fuck your shit up.
Seriously, can you imagine? His daughter comes home with a bruise and maybe there’s a slight chance of it being her boyfriend. That boy’d never be seen again.
LOUISE WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT
NO BUT I WISH
On the other hand you can imagine when UNCLE SAMMY THE 7 FOOT TALL MOOSE HEARS ABOUT ANYTHING HAPPENING TO HIS NEICE / NEPHEW. SHIT WILL GO DOWN.
This post is a fucking perfection.THANK YOU
i dont know about you guys but i like to think that if dean winchester’s daughter ever got hurt by a boyfriend then she’d be the one to kill him
There is nothing not to like about this post
wait you mean you don’t use the word ‘fortnight’ in america???
Wait what? Then what do they use?
they don’t have a word
what do you mean they don’t have a word what kind of uncivilised people are they??
the fuck is a fortnight
It’s a word for ‘two weeks’
We say “two weeks”
but I think some must be made of more than others, because I can see the way you grip the galaxies in your palms, and I feel like I could trace out the universe in your eyes. And yet, you are so fragile, so mortal—I only pray that the stars will not claim you too soon, for you shine so brightly that you remind me of the sun.
Singing out to God is so liberating. Like no matter how you feel, singing a simple hallelujah brings out the victory of Christ in your life.