Hello fellow Tumblers! I'm Jaclyn and I am 20. My blog is a fandom explosion. I dig superheroes. My life would be dull without my bois. Welcome.

Gather round, Children, for it’s time
for me to tell you all the story of how I died. 

I drew this picture for Jensen to sign, and since I’m a hopeful person I printed out an extra and wrote a little message on the back JUST incase he wanted to keep it. 

When it became my turn I handed him my picture; and this is what happened. 

Me: “Hi! I drew this for you!”
Jensen: “Really? This is really good!”
Me: “Thank you so much! I have an extra copy if you would like it.” 
Jensen: “I’d love it!” *he takes it from me and looks at it closely* “Thank you so much, Payton.” 

Then I died the end! Jensen is just so incredibly sweet and kindhearted

I wish heaven had visiting hours




if you abandon old dogs that have loved you for their entire life just because they are old and sick, there is a special place in hell reserved for you

No, they don’t go to hell. They don’t go anywhere. They don’t get anything. We can’t trust them with anything at all any more so they just die, end of story.

i like this addition to my post yes this is good

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My anaconda don’t want none unless the state of the economy recovers, minimum wage workers see an increase in their pay, and women, racial, and sexual minorities acquire their rights.


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dean should be like “IT’S OKAY I’M A COP”

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50% of my life is ryan haywood’s “nah” and the other 50% is ray narvaez jr’s “why”

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