i'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby.
love me some pie.
my face
my role models
stories and things
little reminders
yo, i'm Ciara. Missouri but my heart's in London, where i'm from.

i love Supernatural, The Beatles, many many bands, and cats.

i often tend to care more about fictional characters, cats, and band members more than my own life.

dreamers are welcome. writers are embraced. the outcasts, the freaks, the loners. come join us here, because here, no one is out of place. xx


She’s up all night to pet dogs
I’m up all night to pet dogs
We’re up all night to pet dogs
We’re up all night to pet puppies


sometimes i think i’m sassy and then i realize i’m just too sarcastic and borderline mean

#SPN10 Countdown Challenge | 6 Days Left - Heaven Can’t Wait - Season 9 Episode 6

↳ "You know, just when you think you do understand, it’ll turn out you’re wrong. You didn’t understand anything at all. Guess that’s just how it is when you’re new at this."



if i ever become famous i’m going to create a fake account on twitter and tumblr and be part of my own fandom and i will be like bffs with my fans and we’ll fangirl over myself but they would have no idea it’s me

and then one day i would call them on skype and see the blood run out of their faces

i’m afraid of you

"Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it."

something someone should have told me when i was eighteen  


(via pseudocolors)