I guess I’m a soldier
Fighting for what I love
And they all tell me I’m wasting my time
Because people just can’t make a life like mine
I’ll fight alone
No one will stand with me?
I’ll fly in and surprise my enemies
Because people just can’t see what life is to me
I’ve made my promises
And I’ve made my own bed
And I promise to keep fighting until I am dead
Because people just can’t understand what I do
I guess I’m a soldier
Fighting a war by myself
And they say someone like me, well, I can’t win it
Because people just can’t see why I’m in this.
Castiel is Self-Conscious by PhoenixEpitaph, literature
Literature
Castiel is Self-Conscious
Sam was jabbering on about Gabe’s wings; how they were so amazing and bright and colorful. Well, golden, to use his exact words. He said they were like seraphim wings; Gabriel had six damn golden wings that he used on Sam and something about that just pissed Dean off. Maybe it was that he still wasn’t used to the fact that Sam and Gabriel were actually a couple. Maybe it was knowing that Sam was still getting some regularly while Castiel was terrified of hurting the babies and refused to have any form of sex with Dean. Maybe it was because he was jealous of the fact that he had been with Cas so much longer than Gabriel and Sam had
Tick Tock, Goes the Clock Lyrics by BowtiesAndOmNoms, literature
Literature
Tick Tock, Goes the Clock Lyrics
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, and what then shall we play?
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, now summer's gone away?
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, and what then shall we see?
Tick Tock, Until the day that thou shalt marry me.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, and all the years they fly.
Tick Tock, And all too soon, you and I must die.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, We laughed at fate and mourned her.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, even for the Doctor.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, he cradled and he rocked her.
Tick Tock, Goes the clock, 'Til River kills the Doctor.
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Doctor, Brave and good,
I send out my prayers and thoughts to the families effected by this horrible tragedy. Right now we shouldn't be talking about politics; we should be focusing on helping the people effected through this.
A couple weeks ago I asked my mother for a certain Suicide Silence shirt. She said maybe for Christmas. This week I asked again, because I felt awful not having something to wear to honor Mitch. Today I got a package from Hot Topic. Not only did she get me the Suicide Silence shirt I've been wanting, she got me a new Avenged Sevenfold shirt. I love my mommy right now, guys.
I just remembered this poem I had favorited on my old account and now I can't find it and I really want to read it again! It's about transgender children, and I specifically remember "nobody told them about the ones inbetween" and I just keep searching.