KatRaven
KatRaven
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Voornaam:
Pucky
Status:
Woonplaats:
Hell
Leeftijd:
31
Hobby's:
muziek luisteren, chatten, zingen, schrijven, grimen
Website:
Vorige namen:
pucky
I LOVE MUSIC d(^.^)b 
You had melt my heart that was stone, the one i had built to keep me from hurt, the one to keep me from getting any more broken bones, but in that attempt, i failed my firts mistake was letting you in my head then letting you in my heart, that should kill me, i would be dead And dead i am, for i can not feel anymore all the hope has left, all the faith is deft...so please leave now because for this i am sorry i can't let you in. all i know is that your happy and for that i can die without even living but no matter what, your are always in my head & heart.
Sam: I think it's Snow White
Dean: Snow White? Ah, I saw that movie. Oh, the porn version anyway.
Henricksen: You think you're funny?
Dean: I think I'm adorable.
*we know you are*
(about the shapeshifter)
Dean: Ugh, the thought of him driving my car.
Sam: Oh, c'mon.
Dean: It's killing me!
*he sure loves his car!!*
Sam: Dean, there's ten times as much lore about angels as there is about anything else we've ever hunted.
Dean: You know what, there's a ton of lore on unicorns too. In fact, I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams, and that they shoot rainbows out of their ass!
Sam: (looking heartbroken) Wait, there's no such thing as unicorns?
Dean: (looks concerned for a moment, then catches on) Cute
Henricksen: I shot the Sheriff.
Dean: (stares at the dead cop for a while) But you didn't shoot the deputy.
Henricksen: I mean, after all, seeing you two in chains...
Dean: You kinky son of a b*tch, we don't swing that way.
Sam: Travis said to keep an eye out for anything weird.
Dean: Weird. Alright. Well, I've seen big weird, little weird, weird with crazy on top. But this guy? This guy's boring.
Dean: You mean 'protection against a demon' salt or 'oops I spilt the popcorn' salt?
Dean, to Sam: I mean, do you really want to spend 8 hours in the car with me everyday, all day? I mean I drive fast and I listen to the same album like 5 times over, I'm annoying, I know that! And you... (Dean pauses) You're gassy! I mean you eat like half of a burrito and you're... toxic!
You had melt my heart that was stone, the one i had built to keep me from hurt, the one to keep me from getting any more broken bones, but in that attempt, i failed my firts mistake was letting you in my head then letting you in my heart, that should kill me, i would be dead And dead i am, for i can not feel anymore all the hope has left, all the faith is deft...so please leave now because for this i am sorry i can't let you in. all i know is that your happy and for that i can die without even living but no matter what, your are always in my head & heart.
Sam: I think it's Snow White
Dean: Snow White? Ah, I saw that movie. Oh, the porn version anyway.
Henricksen: You think you're funny?
Dean: I think I'm adorable.
(about the shapeshifter)
Dean: Ugh, the thought of him driving my car.
Sam: Oh, c'mon.
Dean: It's killing me!
*he sure loves his car!!*
Sam: Dean, there's ten times as much lore about angels as there is about anything else we've ever hunted.
Dean: You know what, there's a ton of lore on unicorns too. In fact, I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams, and that they shoot rainbows out of their ass!
Sam: (looking heartbroken) Wait, there's no such thing as unicorns?
Dean: (looks concerned for a moment, then catches on) Cute
Henricksen: I shot the Sheriff.
Dean: (stares at the dead cop for a while) But you didn't shoot the deputy.
Henricksen: I mean, after all, seeing you two in chains...
Dean: You kinky son of a b*tch, we don't swing that way.
Sam: Travis said to keep an eye out for anything weird.
Dean: Weird. Alright. Well, I've seen big weird, little weird, weird with crazy on top. But this guy? This guy's boring.
Dean: You mean 'protection against a demon' salt or 'oops I spilt the popcorn' salt?
Dean, to Sam: I mean, do you really want to spend 8 hours in the car with me everyday, all day? I mean I drive fast and I listen to the same album like 5 times over, I'm annoying, I know that! And you... (Dean pauses) You're gassy! I mean you eat like half of a burrito and you're... toxic!
you were born original don't die as a copy
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Ja, soms lijkt het wel zo, dat er te weinig variatie zit in de woorden. I can relate, ik krijg dat gevoel soms ook wel. Maar meeste van de tijd is het gewoon een gevoelskwestie en als je dan het stuk over leest, dan valt het nog best mee.
1 decennium geledenEngels is makkelijker schrijven qua grammatica dan in het Nederlands, vind ik zelf. Ik ben denk ik gewoon in het verkeerde land geboren haha. Maar oefenen baart kunst hé! Komt vast wel goed!
1 decennium geledenGraag gedaan, denk ik haha?
1 decennium geledenHalf kat én schattig? Ben benieuwd! Zo te horen kan dat bijna niet fout gaan.
En stoer ja! Ik zag het net. Ik volg je terug!
Oh god daar vraag je me zo wat.. Uhm. Ik heb eigenlijk niet echt ideeën, maar probeer eens iets geks.
1 decennium geledenBijvoorbeeld een tocht door de jungle met Jared of Jensen als groepsleider?
Ik heb werkelijk geen flauw idee, sorry. o:
Maakt niet uit, ik kan wel wachten. Heb ik wat tijd om door sommige van je andere verhalen te browsen.
Ik doe m'n best. I'm working on it!
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