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- bitch you don't deserve him,
- he watched him rake leaves,
- hear me whine,
- human rights,
- idk my bff flist,
- my cryes could fill the atlantic,
- nothing is beautiful everything hurts,
- slash scholars,
- team cas,
- they were on a break,
- thinky thoughts,
- why dear god why,
- you promised me you promised,
- your argument is invalid
Maybe none of us really understand what we've lived through, or feel we've had enough time.
* "bitch" and c*nt (use of star to avoid possible triggers) are positive words to me. which is why, while i agree with the sentiment (Jared shouldn't have to worry about getting sexually harassed at cons) calling the woman who did it a "bitch" does not fly with me. at all. stop calling women who do something you don't approve of skanks and bitches. seriously.
* i've been watching "Community" to get to my happy place and omg, it's the best thing to happen to me since i found out that if you pour nutela in your Coke, the world may sneer at you and call you a teenage boy, but your life will be that much better. i need to find me some icons.
* this is epic ftw. i watched the vid yesterday --wait, was it the day before?-- morning and it made me cry my eyes out + grin like a loon all day. seriously beautiful. it's actually not that surprising to me. i've been called slurs (of the sexual orientation kind) in NYC (home of awesome people and rapist cops). never in the South and i lived in the South for a while and have only visited NY for weeks at a time at various stages in my life (because as i said, home of awesome people). (also ran into some trouble in Paris, which o.O, but there you go. being in a metropolitan area is no guarantee that you're going to be treated like a human being.)
* today must be my unbirthday (THANK YOU SO MUCH![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cherie_morte AND glassyskies ♥ ♥ NO WORDS, SERIOUSLY, NO WORDS.) :D:D:D:D:D:D
* can't get Cas out of my mind. the way the show ended this season has been very painful for any fan who loves Cas even a little bit, but at the same time i don't know if i would be so heart-broken if Castiel had been treated better. maybe i wouldn't focus on him with this overpowering intensity. listening to "Someone like You" by Adele and what do i think about...?
you know, the thing with being an angel in SPN is that Heaven seems to not really Heaven. other people get their Tuesday afternoons, their roadside bars, their Thanksgiving dinners or their little brothers who look up to them with the light of firecrackers and adoration in their eyes.
in Heaven Angels have their work, the collection of other people's dreams and the knowledge that their Father didn't come home one day (i wonder if God gave an excuse. was He off to pick up some milk, or did he simply slip out of the back door?) and may never come back.
so when Castiel went to look at Dean, raking his leaves, i'm thinking maybe that was his bit of Heaven. a Heaven he will never have, not because he's damned himself, contaminated his grace with the souls of purgatory, but because he's not supposed to. never was. his tragedy was silent and natural, an intrinsic part of himself, like his wings. we're just crying about it now because it's out in the open, we can see.
* i've been watching "Community" to get to my happy place and omg, it's the best thing to happen to me since i found out that if you pour nutela in your Coke, the world may sneer at you and call you a teenage boy, but your life will be that much better. i need to find me some icons.
* this is epic ftw. i watched the vid yesterday --wait, was it the day before?-- morning and it made me cry my eyes out + grin like a loon all day. seriously beautiful. it's actually not that surprising to me. i've been called slurs (of the sexual orientation kind) in NYC (home of awesome people and rapist cops). never in the South and i lived in the South for a while and have only visited NY for weeks at a time at various stages in my life (because as i said, home of awesome people). (also ran into some trouble in Paris, which o.O, but there you go. being in a metropolitan area is no guarantee that you're going to be treated like a human being.)
* today must be my unbirthday (THANK YOU SO MUCH
cherie_morte AND glassyskies ♥ ♥ NO WORDS, SERIOUSLY, NO WORDS.) :D:D:D:D:D:D* can't get Cas out of my mind. the way the show ended this season has been very painful for any fan who loves Cas even a little bit, but at the same time i don't know if i would be so heart-broken if Castiel had been treated better. maybe i wouldn't focus on him with this overpowering intensity. listening to "Someone like You" by Adele and what do i think about...?
you know, the thing with being an angel in SPN is that Heaven seems to not really Heaven. other people get their Tuesday afternoons, their roadside bars, their Thanksgiving dinners or their little brothers who look up to them with the light of firecrackers and adoration in their eyes.
in Heaven Angels have their work, the collection of other people's dreams and the knowledge that their Father didn't come home one day (i wonder if God gave an excuse. was He off to pick up some milk, or did he simply slip out of the back door?) and may never come back.
so when Castiel went to look at Dean, raking his leaves, i'm thinking maybe that was his bit of Heaven. a Heaven he will never have, not because he's damned himself, contaminated his grace with the souls of purgatory, but because he's not supposed to. never was. his tragedy was silent and natural, an intrinsic part of himself, like his wings. we're just crying about it now because it's out in the open, we can see.
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asshole creepy move, bb. no doubt about that.
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