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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor

 

freckledbuttchester:

do you ever think about how dean was only 4 years old when his mom died and how royally fucked up that is because she was a stay at home mom and probably the center of dean’s universe for his first four years of existing and she fed him and changed him and bathed him and took him to the park and cut the crust off his sandwiches and made him pie and she would kiss his forehead when he was sick as he ate the tomato and rice soup she brought him and he probably always ran to her when he had nightmares and she would bandage his scraped knees and maybe he’d help her in the garden sometimes and she probably took him to the pool in the summer and taught him how to swim and she was basically his everything, because your mom is the sun in the sky when you’re just a child and then somehow in between him going to sleep and being woken up by yells and fire and that horror on the ceiling, she was gone and his life would never be the same and she’d never tuck him in again and he’d never get to say “I love you” to her again and she’d never see him go to his first day of school and she’d never pack him a lunch with a little note inside and she’d never snap a picture of him going to prom or see him graduate from anywhere and everything is terrible

do you also ever think about how this also describes 2014!dean and how he probably tries to shut out that past and those memories and that tenderness because remembering that such kindness existed can break his heart clear into useless quarters, how he’d rather never be remembered for what he did the last five years than have her see him trying and failing to be a good man in a cruel world, how he’ll never know she would’ve understood, she would’ve, not because of she’s an ex-hunter who sees the terribly lean economics of that world but because dean is her son, and that makes love unconditional

certainly other parts were still only waiting
for something to happen, something grand

(Source: michaelique)

favorite caps: 5.04 “The End.” I drink to our ruined house,to the dolor of my life,to our loneliness together;and to you I raise my glass,to lying lips that have betrayed us,to dead-cold, pitiless eyes,and to the hard realities: that the world is brutal and coarse,that God in fact has not saved us. — The Last Toast, Anna Akhmatova
favorite caps: 5.04 “The End.”

I drink to our ruined house,
to the dolor of my life,
to our loneliness together;
and to you I raise my glass,
to lying lips that have betrayed us,
to dead-cold, pitiless eyes,
and to the hard realities: 
that the world is brutal and coarse,
that God in fact has not saved us.

— The Last Toast, Anna Akhmatova

my fearless leader…

Don’t you guys thinks it’s just a little sad that the lines “I’ll always come when you call” and “I’d rather have you” are best proven in 2014!verse?

we found love in a hopeless place

Seeing you is the thread
that ties me to this life—
If that knot
were cut this moment,
I’d have no regret.

— Izumi Shikibu

(Source: lostiel)

halosexual:

There is a cyclone fence between
ourselves and the slaughter and behind it
we hover in a calm protected world like
netted fish, exactly like netted fish.
It is either the beginning or the end
of the world, and the choice is ourselves
or nothing.

— “Ourselves or Nothing”, Carolyn Forche

no more cities and you pull me
toward you, sliding your hands
into my coat, telling me
your name over and over, hurrying
your mouth into mine.
We have, each of us, nothing.
We will give it to each other.

— For the Stranger, Carolyn Forche

when reason gets kicked in the gut,
when the chariots of gloom encircle you.

What is past is past. Never go back. Not for excuses. Not for justification, not for happiness. You are what you are, the world is what it is.

— The Last Don, Mario Puzo

Favorite Supernatural Episodes [1/10]  └ ”The End” Backward we traveled to reclaim the day Before we fell, like Icarus, undone; All we find are altars in decay And profane words scrawled black across the sun. — Sylvia Plath

Favorite Supernatural Episodes [1/10]
  └ ”The End”

Backward we traveled to reclaim the day
Before we fell, like Icarus, undone;
All we find are altars in decay
And profane words scrawled black across the sun.

— Sylvia Plath

So I’ll put it bluntly. Human beings are free except when humanity needs them. Maybe humanity needs you. To do something. Maybe humanity needs me — to find out what you’re good for. We might both do despicable things, but if humankind survives, then we were good tools. — Ender’s Game, Orson Scott Card

So I’ll put it bluntly. Human beings are free except when humanity needs them. Maybe humanity needs you. To do something. Maybe humanity needs me — to find out what you’re good for. We might both do despicable things, but if humankind survives, then we were good tools.

— Ender’s Game, Orson Scott Card