Think about the year that has passed. All the memories, the entries and posts that made the year special. Think about all your past layouts, default icons, mood themes. How about all those conversations you had via comments, or the huge post in ONTD that you spent all night commenting on. The 2010 Scrapbook Post is a way to help you remember all of that, in a single post.
2010_scrapbook @phoenixflights
December '09 - ??
@lovelessending
December '09-??
J2 Moodtheme
10-20-09 - ??
@lovelessending
June '09-??
@phoenixflights
@lovelessending
girl | shhh
12-26-09 - 01-02-10
berryswing @messenger
jared | sad and (in)sincere
12-26-09 - 01-02-10
coloures j2 | lips and hand
01-02-10 - ??
lovelessending i keep all of these in my mems :)
Fanfics of 2010 me and riri bonding over our hatred for dean :D
beware of language in advance
OH AND SPOILERS. THERE ARE SPOILERS HERE. PLEASE SKIP IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE THE SPOILERS
darleenk: OMFG THIS SCENE
darleenk: THIS SCENE COMING UP
darleenk: AJFKSLJFLSDA *cries*
lovelessending: ... DDDD:
lovelessending: THE WAY LSDKJFLSKDlkj DEAN
lovelessending: OMG
lovelessending: CRYING
lovelessending: TRUST SAM
darleenk: I ACTUALLY SOBBED
lovelessending: ...
lovelessending: it's what you ARE?
darleenk: AFJKSLDJAFKLJGSKLADJ
lovelessending: WHAT PEDASTAL ARE YOU ON, DEAN?
lovelessending: oh my god
lovelessending: sam - say it
lovelessending: dean - it means you'rea monster
lovelessending: CRYING
darleenk: FUCK YOU DEAN
darleenk: THIS IS WHY I THINK DEAN IS AN ASSHOLE
lovelessending: FUCKING ASSHOLE
darleenk: BRAIN TWINS >:
darleenk: URGH, DEAN
darleenk: URGH
lovelessending: YOU LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT DEAN
darleenk: I DON'T BLAME SAM FOR WHAT HE DOES NEXT, NGL
lovelessending: YOU FUCKING
lovelessending: GOD DAMN YOU
lovelessending: GO BACK TO HELL
darleenk: DEAN LOOKS AT HIM LIKE HE'S NOTHING
darleenk: CRYING
darleenk: THEY ARE BROKEN
lovelessending: OH GOD
lovelessending: SAM
lovelessending: FUCK YOU, DEAN
lovelessending: FUCK YOU
lovelessending: SAM - YOU DON"T KNOW ME, YOU NEVER DID, AND YOU NEVER WILL
lovelessending: SOBBING
lovelessending: DEAN - YOU WALK OUT THE DOOR, DON'T YOU EVER COME BACK
lovelessending: OH MY GOD
lovelessending: SERIOUSLY CRYING
darleenk: I FELT HE WAS TOTALLY JUSTIFIED *cries* SAM THAT IS LIKE JOHN ALL OVER AGAIN
darleenk: I CRIED LIKE A FUCKING IDIOT, LALA /HOLDS
darleenk: I WANT TO CRY NOW, TEARING UP
lovelessending: *CLINGS*
darleenk: HE SAYS DON'T COME BACK
darleenk: HOW COULD HE SAY THAT
lovelessending: DON'T YOU ~EVER~ COME BACK
lovelessending: AND HE CALLED HIM A MONSTER
lovelessending: FUCK YOU, DEAN, FUCKING, KLSDJFLKSDJFLKJ I HATE YOU
January 2nd
riri offline-messaged me horrible news.
darleenk: horrible news
darleenk: END OF J2
darleenk: BRB DROWNING IN WINCEST ;_______;
lovelessending: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
lovelessending: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
lovelessending: RIRI
lovelessending: WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME
lovelessending: CRYING FOREVER
January 9th
me and heather talking of something or other
kittypoker: xD+
lovelessending: ... xD plus? XDD
kittypoker: ....
lovelessending: idk how you even clicked that XD
kittypoker: I don't either
lovelessending: *looks at keyboard*
January 9th
joe: so when are you going to north korea?
matt and me: *falls to ground laughing*
January 18th
Jensen Ackles: Eye of the Tiger Ali Project: Narcisse Noir It's Dade’s last summer at home. He has a crappy job at Food World, a “boyfriend” who won’t publicly acknowledge his existence (maybe because Pablo also has a girlfriend), and parents on the verge of a divorce. College is Dade’s shining beacon of possibility, a horizon to keep him from floating away.
Then he meets the mysterious Alex Kincaid. Falling in real love finally lets Dade come out of the closet-and, ironically, ignites a ruthless passion in Pablo. But just when true happiness has set in, tragedy shatters the dreamy curtain of summer, and Dade will use every ounce of strength he’s gained to break from his past and start fresh with the future.
<3333 :D
Jared,
Jensen,
Jared and Jensen :D
Stefan and I