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Hey, my name is Kasey. I'm a not so normal home schooled, teenage girl who has an affinity for the internet. I love blogging, reading, writing fan fiction (which I'm new at), and playing the piano and guitar. I like to think of myself as a musician/ writer in the making. I hope you like Mah Blog 'cause I know I do.

miserydesigns:

My hair is made of actual fire, you guys x

miserydesigns:

My hair is made of actual fire, you guys x

uselesstroublemaker:

Some things never change.


and my momma swore that she would never let herself forget and that was the day that I promised I’d never sing of love If it does not exist but darling you are the only exception

and my momma swore that she would never let herself forget and that was the day that I promised I’d never sing of love If it does not exist but darling you are the only exception

doctorspockspaceman:

shappeyknappey:

cumber-bitches:

hellstinkerbelle:

cumber-bitches:

My favourite so far is Cumberangels. Just so he could be all “Good morning, Cumberangels.” and we can just reply “Good morning, Benny.”

i read that as cumberbagels. 

we should be cumberbagels. 

CUMBERBAGELS.

I’m good for both

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lilyjoy30-impala:

daenerystaygaryen:


To just sleep in a car like this, with your best friend or boyfriend and not worry because its just you two and tomorrow you’re just going to climb out of bed and into the front of the car where you’ll drive off. Another day on your road trip together, living, laughing, loving.

But then you hear a noise outside. Your friend goes to investigate and never comes back. You wait, and then decide to go looking for them. You grab a torch and climb out and scan the trees with the light. 
You hear a dripping noise behind you. 
You turn around and see water dripping onto the car, but it’s not raining. You shine the torch onto the water, and realise it’s red. It’s blood. You look up, and there’s your friend, hanging from the tree above, stomach ripped open and hand reaching down, dripping blood. 
You go to scream but then something hits you from behind. 
You were in the first five minutes of Supernatural.

lilyjoy30-impala:

daenerystaygaryen:

To just sleep in a car like this, with your best friend or boyfriend and not worry because its just you two and tomorrow you’re just going to climb out of bed and into the front of the car where you’ll drive off. Another day on your road trip together, living, laughing, loving.

But then you hear a noise outside. Your friend goes to investigate and never comes back. You wait, and then decide to go looking for them. You grab a torch and climb out and scan the trees with the light. 

You hear a dripping noise behind you. 

You turn around and see water dripping onto the car, but it’s not raining. You shine the torch onto the water, and realise it’s red. It’s blood. You look up, and there’s your friend, hanging from the tree above, stomach ripped open and hand reaching down, dripping blood. 

You go to scream but then something hits you from behind. 

You were in the first five minutes of Supernatural.