~ for longer than we have words to describe, life sends countless gifts to Death, and Death keeps them forever ~

"when people hurt you, think of them like sandpaper. They may scratch you a bit, but in the end, you end up polished and they useless." ~ Kurt Hummel

"Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole" ~ Dean Winchester

"Why spiders? Why couldn't it be follow the butterflies?" ~ Ron Weasley