koreanswaag: RELEVANT MUCH.
Dean: "God? GOD?" Castiel: "Yes. God is not in Heaven, he must be somewhere." Dean: "Try New Mexico, I hear he's on a tortilla." Castiel: "... No, He is not on any flatbread."
hg-: Just figured out who Hathaway reminded me of on the Oscars last night.
2chrisandxmen: Professor Xavier tells why he does what he do.
“We’ve gotta pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living.”
writelove12: FAVORITE PART OF THE OSCARS. which is saying something because they were hella hilarious this year.
Everyone Smiles With That Invisible Gun to Their Head Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head She sits outside Behind a wall As the voices run into one Deafening sound Coming from inside Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head They said— She is nothing More than a piece of dirt Useless Why can’t she be something?— Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head She sits outside Invisible from the world As the voices get louder Painfully Louder Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head They said— She is out of control Where is her heart Her brain Control her— Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head She sits outside And listens As the voices drone on Like a knife Missing where it matters the most Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head As she wipes away the tears As she forgets that they are wrong She stands And walks inside Smiling Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head

Everyone Smiles With That Invisible Gun to Their Head

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head

She sits outside

Behind a wall

As the voices run into one

Deafening sound

Coming from inside

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head

They said—

She is nothing

More than a piece of dirt

Useless

Why can’t she be something?—

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head

She sits outside

Invisible from the world

As the voices get louder

Painfully

Louder

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head

They said—

She is out of control

Where is her heart

Her brain

Control her—

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head

She sits outside

And listens

As the voices drone on

Like a knife

Missing where it matters the most

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head

As she wipes away the tears

As she forgets that they are wrong

She stands

And walks inside

Smiling

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head

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