I’m mildly confused as to why people aren’t freaking out. GABRIEL HAS BEEN OFFICIALLY BROUGHT BACK. HE. IS. ALIVE MOTHERFUCKERS.
SCREECHING OF IN THE DISTANTS
WHEN DID THEY SAY THIS
I’ve known this for about two months?? I thought everyone else knew.
one thing that’s always bugged me about supernatural is when sam and dean are digging up graves the hole is always a perfect rectangle? like they’re trying to kill a ghost they’re going to be digging that hole as quick as they can not taking the time to make it look fashionable
“Every new country she goes to, she gets colored in. Epic”.
Omfg that’s so sick.
hopefully she’ll get all countries filled in omg i’m so excited for her
normally i’m not big on tattoos but this is awesome
hopefully over my lifetime on tumblr I see updated versions of this
I BROKE MY CAPS LOCK BUTTON HELP ME
have you tried turning it off and back on again
I HIT IT REALLY HARD AND STILL HASN’T TURNED OFF
there is no need to shout ma’am. have you tried turning it off and back on
I AM NOT SHOUTING
IT DOESN’T TURN OFF
ma’am, ma’am, have you tried turning it on & off again
My name is Gabrielle, and I am an incest and sex trafficking survivor. After battling eight years of sexual abuse between the ages of nine and seventeen and suffering two miscarriages of fetuses conceived from rape, I fled my father and my abusive household to attend Central Maine Community College. There I was conferred an Associate’s Degree in Liberal Arts with a 4.0GPA while working twenty hours per week in a federally approved work study program, primarily as a math and science tutor.
Miraculously, I was accepted to Smith College, a premier Women’s College in Massachusetts. Although I was generously offered a significant amount of financial aid in the form of scholarships, grants, and student loans covering nearly all of my tuition, housing, and healthcare, other miscellaneous expenses such as textbooks ($500 per semester+), transportation to and from Smith ($200 per semester+), housing during recesses, and basic dorm amenities (laundry, housing dues, living and school supplies etc.) were not.
If I cannot scrape together the funds, I cannot attend. Without a car or a dependable place to live, I will be forced to consider returning to my abusive household.
As it is, I am bouncing between relatives for the summer and therefore cannot find steady work. I am using my measly reserve of earnings as well as SNAP benefits to feed myself; there is nothing extra. I cannot pay for treatment for my disfigured spine, a result of my abuse, nor can I pay for therapy for my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, much less afford mounting textbook costs.
If you could please help a sister dig herself out of the wretched hole she came from, I would be eternally grateful.
Thank you so much for reading and have a fabulous day.