Piper is the daughter of of a hunters couple, her sister and stepfather died while her mom got crazy. She went off to kill every supernatural thing on earth.
-Indie SPN acc-
might be my last update?
i’m letting go of this account, it’s still gonna be up, i won’t delete it…but…:
For the ones who care: and this is personal…I’ve been half living on the street. Yes, haha that sound like I started writing a drama novel. The thruth is: My mother wants me to move out, our old apartment is gonna be gone on the first on September, the day I’ll start working (finally omg). Until then, I gotta be out, or else…? Else…well, tbh I don’t know what else. For the past three months I’ve been “living” with some punks in a 6-family-house in which 5 of the 6 apartments are filled with “punks” who used to live on the streets of Germany. These people either don’t have a job or are constantly on drugs. The weird thing is…I like it there. And those people give me the feeling of home.
Either way…that up there was ONE reason why I’m not on tumblr anymore. The other one (besides being busy looking for an apartment) is: tumblr has become this…”quality” thing, where people are selective and spend 3 hours on photoshopped promos, and weird spacing in their texts (i did that too, to fit in) and all the same theme…i don’t see where tumblr roleplaying is fun anymore when all you wanna do is fit in and do what the “cool blogs” do. To be honest…this feels like High School all over again! I don’t feel happy living out my beloved character anymore…wich is sad because I generally thought that Piper wasn’t that bad of an oc, wasn’t she?
Anyways, summary: 1. I’m busy grwoing up, maybe when I’m all adult and shit, I’ll come back 2. make tumblr great again…nah jk just…i don’t want to feel like “OMG I HAVE TO HAVE BETTER GIFS OR PROMOS OR THEMES TO BE A COOL RPER”
ya get me?
sidenote: I love you and will miss a lot of you… contact me on my main blog, if you want to @septemberlied
“Om is not just a sound or vibration. It is not just a symbol. It is the entire cosmos, whatever we can see, touch, hear and feel. Moreover, it is all that is within our perception and all that is beyond our perception. It is the core of our very existence. If you think of Om only as a sound, a technique or a symbol of the Divine, you will miss it altogether. Om is the mysterious cosmic energy that is the substratum of all the things and all the beings of the entire universe. It is an eternal song of the Divine. It is continuously resounding in silence on the background of everything that exists.” ―Amit Ray,
[ I’m trying to catch up on spn but im on my phone and I font have Netflix and all the links I’ve tried are a pain in the ass. Does anybody have a phone friendly link for watching spn? ]
trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )
“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”
“Alright, okay, see here’es the thing. ‘Fore you pull that trigger, consider this: dude was a douchebag and you know it. I did everyone a favor for once. You’re welcome.”
“Bobby…can you please just shut up after I almost shoot you? I swear, some day I’ll kill you, not for a good reason or anything. Just because you’re annoying. Now…burn the body or something…I don’t wanna see it anymore.”
