The second we put a bullet in the head of one of these undead monsters, the moment one of us drove a hammer into one of their faces, or cut a head off, we became what we are! And that’s just it. That’s what this comes down to. You people don’t know what we are. We’re surrounded by the dead. We’re among them, and when we finally give up, we become them. We’re living on borrowed time here. Every minute of our life is a minute we steal from them. You see them out there, you know that when we die, we become them. You think we hide behind walls to protect us from the walking dead. Don’t you get it? We are the walking dead.

felicitysmoakdaily:

that girl’s a genius
she just blows my mind

Palette matchup | [insp]

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teenwolf:

I can’t even with Coach rn

Peace, Love, & Misunderstanding (USA, 2011)

I'm not a celebrity. I don't call myself a celebrity. I'm an actor.

2.23 | 3.01

I’m not telling people where to give money, but if there is to be a spotlight shed on me, then I’d like to direct that spotlight onto causes I think are worthy or onto interesting, progressive figures.

fringe: season 2 /// it’s just a story, but, as with all good stories, things aren’t always as they seem.