BECCABEA'S BLOG

May 27

lupinisawolf:

wanderlust:

You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too. - William Shakespeare

Isn’t it weird that umbrellas used to cover yourself from the rain were invented in 1852. -History

May 27
castiel-in-a-sherlocked-tardis:

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.

castiel-in-a-sherlocked-tardis:

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.

May 27
May 27

heckyeahbatfam:

Oh, look, the scene where I completely broke down in the middle of the theater!

i cried… i bawled…

May 27

really wish more ppl would follow me… but idk why! lol

May 27
johntalkstoyou:

pleatedjeans:

here, I’ll be your pillow. via

My mission is to find the cutest animal gif on Tumblr. I think I found it.

johntalkstoyou:

pleatedjeans:

here, I’ll be your pillow. via

My mission is to find the cutest animal gif on Tumblr. I think I found it.

May 27
May 27

broughttoyoubytheletterfive:

sodamnrelatable:

When your friends start picking up phrases you use all the time

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i cant tell if thats anger or pride or what

Apr 24

ohyousillypotato:

what i’m looking for in a man:

  • will lend me his hoodies
  • good sense of humor
  • is a cutie patootie
  • will slay my enemies in a brutal display of violence and paint his face with their blood
  • good taste in music
Apr 23
woodendreams:

(by ACWaddington)