This is me. I’m not very fond of my looks but I still keep going. I have no hair. I have alopecia, I don’t get facial hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, hair. It’s been a living hell growing up with this. Everyday I come home and cry. People tell me I’m worthless, my life has no meaning. I’m a waste of skin. Everyday. I keep fighting and fighting. I don’t have perfect eyes. I don’t have perfect thighs. I have flaws. You all do too. You don’t have to bring out mine just because they are more noticeable. If you took the time to read this, you care. I love you.
If this reaches 1000 notes im going to cry legit.
If you guys don’t reblog this I will cry. Austin you’re PERF.
Reblog this if you want Hawkeye in The Avengers 2, played only by Jeremy Renner and with a better development of his character
I wanna see if I’m alone here
well, it seems I’m not alone here, now how do we let Marvel knows about this?
finally, a good use for this thing
dean: hey sammy i gotta talk to you about something
sam: k
dean: so...so it's like this all right
dean: you know how i love pie the best
sam: *sigh* yes i know how you love pie the best
dean: yeah, i always did. since i can remember.
dean: and if anybody ever even asked me to eat cake--
sam: you'd throw a bitch fit
dean: i'd politely decline, shut up sammy i'm talking
dean: anyway, all my life it was pie and not cake, not ever.
dean: but imagine that one day this cake came into my life
dean: this really amazing cake
dean: like it looks like the most delicious thing to sit on a plate
dean: plucked from god's own dessert tray if you will
dean: and i'm like, damn, i need to eat this cake right now
dean: and it's not like i don't still love pie, right, like pie is still awesome
dean: but this cake looks so good that i might never eat pie again
dean: i could see myself making sweet love to this cake for the rest of my life
sam: dean wat
dean:
sam: what are you even saying
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dean: i might be a little bit gay for cas
Don’t mind me, just practicing a bit.
I have this problem where I can’t draw from other people’s references (it makes me feel like I’m stealing something for some reason O__O) so I went and did my own…
Pretty much I posed in random clothes and my little sister took pictures.






