the first rule of gun safety is to have fun and be yourself
the first rule of gun safety is to have fun and be yourself
Before episode nine airs, I just want to say that I support Joel Miller’s rights. And also his wrongs.
i'm so done with sam being treated like shit.. that man deserve all the good things in the world. he is always putting others in front of him, he is always dealing with dean's bullshit. i'm so done, he do have all the reasons to be fucking problematic and guess what??? he is not!!! he is the most sweet guy that i ever had the pleasure to know and yet he is treated like his needs are not valid. he deserve to be happy.
a/n: i'ts my first time writing and posting stuff here, so please be kind to me ♡ english it's not my first language... i'm trying my best here. enjoy and let me know what you think about this.
Adore meaning : It's when you have butterflies whenever you see a person yet you can be totally yourself around them and be so comfortable. You trust them completely and would happily be with them forever. You'd do anything for that person and they're all you think about from when you wake up to when you sleep.
You don't have to say you love me, because I know.
I adore you.
The way your forehead creases when you read something in the newspaper in the morning. Or when you spend a good few minutes cooling the coffee and yet it ends up too hot and you burn yourself, it's cute.
I genuinely adore you. How your eyes change the shade of green depending on the season - winter looks good on you.
Oh, when you spend hours in the shower singing your favorite songs - and completely detune. I adore you.
When you unconsciously pass by me and give me a hug. Your hands compared to mine are enough to hold them twice - and yours are so soft and warm.
I adore how your smile warms me and welcomes me...the way your eyes close when you smile. Your bad jokes are what make me love you more, damn Dean, I fucking love you.
I adore you. Here with me. Away from me. I miss you.
I want you happy. I adore you for complete. With all your emotional baggage, with everything you think I don't have to see, experience. Every little detail that makes you believe that I deserve someone better - You're the best that I ever wanted, Dean! Everyday you're a better person to me and for me.
I fucking adore you and melts me how we use "adore" instead of "love", because to us, adore means something pure, divine - exactly how our relationship is.
The same time that this feeling makes me hella happy, this shit hurts- hurts because i don't know if you'll come back to me at the end of the day, i hope you'll.
I miss you.
I'm waiting for you at home. I've made your favorite food, don't take too long.
Forever yours, Y/N.
I just got at a point where I need to make a “Joel Miller’s playlist” soooo stay tuned folks ‘cause there will be some feelings
you can fall in love at 30. you can discover your true passion at 40. you can go back to school at 50. you can learn to draw, or paint, or sing at 60. relax. just because you didn’t do most, or any, of the things considered “young adult milestones” doesn’t mean you never will. there’s no time limit on happiness.
2x17 Heart