Lets-get-this-depression

*Makes eye contact with some guy for two seconds*

My hormones: 😏🥵👰

I will always be comparing them to young versions of old rockstars old enough to be my granddad

Or actors and actors who are older than me.

*Me heading to the art section*

“I just need some more paint, that’s it.”

*At home looking over the multi pack of canvases*

“The Beatles suck!” “Their music is stupid and meaningless!” “They made songs for kids!” “They can’t sing!” “They all look the same!”

“They’re ugly—”

Me decked out in some Beatles merch:

*Parent grabbing a drink, looks over at kid who’s on their phone*

“What you lookin’ at, honey?”

“I’m reading.”

*Sits down next to the kid*

“What are you reading?”

“A story.”

*Eyes them suspiciously, kid glances over at them*

“What’s it about?”

*Shrugs*

“You’re reading it and you don’t know what it’s about?”

*Kid nods*

“Hmmm.”

HOW DARE THEY KILL MY FAVORITE CHARACTER!!!!!!

Also Me When Writing:

Ah, who shall we kill today?

So I’m a huge fan of The Beatles, but I’m also a fan of BTS.

And I’ve been seeing recently, I know this is probably old but I don’t get involved with Army stuff too often cause it gets horrible. People hating army, and then some armies being weird and problematic.

Anyway, I’ve been seeing people comparing BTS to The Beatles, which I don’t like in its own right

I don’t like bands or singers being compared to say ones better than the other, and it usually leads to arguments which isn’t nice.

But saying that BTS is better than the Beatles and all of this other stuff isn’t cool.

I think they don’t realize that maybe The Beatles could have been even bigger if they had the social networks like BTS does.

Now BTS is amazing and talented and they worked hard and that’s how they got where they are, but keep in mind there’s Youtube now and Instagram and Twitter

So they had the ability to reach out to farther audiences.

I think both are talented and I love them both, and I don’t think that they should be compared. Completely different music types and sounds and all that.

I would just like to scroll through Instagram without seeing an argument.

I know this is not how it’s gonna go down, but this is how I would want it to end, you ready?

I want them to be fighting the last big bad they’ll ever face, and I want them to kill it but them be really injured and it looks really bleak, and then it fades to black...

The next scene skips to a few years after or only one it doesn’t really matter, I want there to be two normal houses siting next to each other, a white picket fence around both.

I want Dean to walk out with a little girl on his hip, I want him to kiss her cheek before leaning in the doorway to hand her to her mom, then him kiss his wife’s cheek *preferably Lisa if possible*

And then we see him throw on his leather jacket and head down the steps to the Impala sitting out on the curb, he gets in and honks the horn impatiently as he does.

The door on the house next to Dean’s opens and Sam steps out, he kisses a baby on its forehead then kisses his wife who’s holding the child, he scratches a dog on its head before heading over to his waiting brother.

Once in he pulls out his laptop, “What do we have for our annual weekend hunt?” Dean can ask or something along those lines, Sam opens his laptop

“Well get this—“ He starts to go over the case as Dean cranks the Impala and drives off...

Castiel and Jack appear in the back seat so Sam starts to download them on what’s going on.

Dean stares at the open road with a big smile on his face, a real one with no pain, one we haven’t really seen since season 1.

He’ll turn to his baby brother and his lips jump up in the corner, he can hear Jack and Cas talking in the backseat and he’s truly happy, cause his family is with him and safe.

“Bitch.” He would say out of the blue, Sam would roll his eyes but a big doppy smile would cover his face, and he would look at Dean with a look we also haven’t seen since season 1-

“Jerk.” He’d quip, Dean would smile bigger and look at the radio, reaching over he’d turn it on and blast ‘Carry On My Wayward Son’

As the song played we see the Impala driving into the sunset one last time and as the screen went black the sound of the song would tune out the roar of the Impala.