My name's Gabrial and I'm currently on my twentieth rotation around the sun. (I'm 20).
I'm from a small town in Ontario and by small town I mean country. Bring your tractor to school day and the fact that Square Dancing was a gym requirement in high school are kinda tip offs.
I post a lot of different things: Doctor Who, Misfits, Criminal Minds, Hunger Games, CSI, New Girl, The Mindy Project, American Horror Story, Bones, Haven, Harry Potter and My Mad Fat Diary. Generally I'm just a fandom blogger but I will also post personal things, porn and the odd random reblog.
Feel free to send me messages or ask me things. I can't promise I'll always respond but I'll try my darndest.
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thanks dude, you know
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yr right we should have set the rules to one joke
you realize this means
this time you’ve gone too
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sorry, didn’t realize you weren’t having fun, bro
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Phoebe: Is there some kind of cosmic order to all this. Are we on some kind of list and if so how many points are we worth?
Piper: Where are you off to?
Prue: Lunch date with... Dick.
Phoebe: Dull Dick? Prue you are to hot to have to duty date.
Prue: Yeah well, all demon hunting and no play has made me a lot less picky. I gotta find a way to put some more balance in my life.
Piper: Yeah but you don't need Dick.
Leo: Well, not to sound all whitelighterie but everything happens in it's own time. You can't rush what is to be.
Piper: Okay, how bout what already is. Dan is back in town.
Piper: So? So what am I gonna tell him. The last time I saw him he handed me proof that you were killed in 1942. He's gonna expect a reaction from me.
Phoebe: How bout, Hey Dan you're right, I am a necrophiliac.