supernatural rewatches are kind of like recession indicators for the soul

you have to let go of the idealized younger version of me that lives in your head or we’re both going to die. [shakes you roughly] do you hear me? we are trapped in the lair of a nostalgia monster who is draining you dry. you must realize that this memory supercut of our brotherhood never existed. [looks at the noble sheen of tears in your eyes and slumps to the ground] we are never making it out of here.

very funny that after sam is done processing the 'i might have to kill you' bombshell his go-to is okay well then you better not pussy out on me