My name is Nadine but if you want you can call me Dean.
My life, much like yours, consists of crying over fictional characters, reading pornographic fanfiction and then flailing about in impressive displays of pterodactyl-like spasms.
Garrus to my Shepherd
Isaac to my Derek
Sam to my Dean
Caroline to my Max
Watson to my Sherlock
omnis immundus spiritus omnis satanica potestas,
omnis incursio infernalis adversarii,
omnis congregatio et secta diabolica.
Ergo draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica adjuramus te.
cessa decipere humanas creaturas,
eisque aeternae Perditionis venenum propinare."
-Exorcism from Supernatural
Casually sobbing my heart over The Big C.
Can’t believe more people don’t know about this show, it is amazing.
Couldn’t sleep. Ended up watching The Big C for the whole night.
I have to be in class in 2 hours.
This was a mistake.
Watched the movie Biutiful.
I have just sobbed my fucking heart out, it is the most stunning and the characters and jesus christ, I am in pieces.
It is so sad in the most gorgeous way.
Hey guys, so after seeing this video, Kaidee and I decided to play it for ourselves.
This is an invitation, we would love for you to play it with us. We’re talking on Skype so we can hear each other. We will be recording on FRAPS, since this will be a possible Lets Play for us.
Just inbox me if you want to play it with us, we’d really appreciate it and it’ll be a lot of fun.
EDIT: you need Hamachi installed, apparently.
Walk into the club like whatup I’ve been damaged emotional by a show consisting of swearing soldiers who were just created to answer the question why a vehicle that looks like a puma is called a warthog.
Can’t believe Gus was the one who got Geoff promoted in the call centre. In a physical game of HORSE no less.
What the hell is Gavin drinking? It’s literally bright red
Burnie: You’re the most distinct looking.
Gus: You’re saying I’m ugly
The internet would have been a different place if Rooster Teeth had been called CockBite
I love Burnie’s odd socks and the fact that he’s just chilling in them
Finally watching the 10 Years Rooster Teeth podcast, Halfway through, prepare for liveblogging.
So apparently the flu I thought I had caught from my brother is an industrial strength infection that needs antibiotic nuking.
I think I might have attempted to cough up a lung and part of my diaphragm while typing this.
So after crying for several hours and a screaming match with mum, I’m being sent to Redbank to live.
I’ll have to leave my course, mum is coming to sit in with my next psychologist session.
I should never have left high school, all I have done since then is fuck up, over and over.
She was crying this morning and now I’m sobbing all night. She says I’m selfish and that I’m not the only one that’s wanted to kill themselves.
That’s fair, I know that.
But considering she’s gone through it, you’d think she would at least be a bit fucking sympathetic instead of managing to bitch about cleaning in the middle of it.