Jan 11, 2014
This poem I wrote because I was having feels about my boyfriend. Just kinda wrote down what I felt and read it aloud.
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This poem I wrote because I was having feels about my boyfriend. Just kinda wrote down what I felt and read it aloud.
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Sang this little cover to express my feels for my Deanie weenie.
love you babe
Original Post Speeding down the street In the world’s most badass car Bro, let’s grab a beer Inside some shady bar Whenever fans do spy A black and shining ride A ’67 Impala They’ll just flop right down and cry Jingle bells Voodoo spells Fuck the FBI Tricksters suck Oh, just my luck Another person died SHIT! Mom is dead Dad is dead Sadly, that’s all true Holy shit I’ll pitch a fit If you call him “Sammy” too If there’s ever a sign Like flickering hallway lights Just get your ass outside Run screaming in the night The first five minutes in An episode you’ll see The guy who’s standing upright now Gets fucked over; end scene. Jingle bells Sulfur smells Bobby wears a hat Stop these feels And demon deals I just can’t handle that *SOB* Motels rule Demons drool Tuesday’s once a week Luci’s rude And Crowley’s crude The boys are up a creek Wait just a second there Oh Jesus Christ fuck no What if this is the end Of this amazing show? I think I’m gonna scream If I see one more scene Where Sam looks at his bro like that Like, “Damn, I love you, Dean” Jingle bells My heart just fell Out of a fucking plane The feels are just too much And I will never be the same ADSFSDVDFS Jesus no No, please, no The tears will never end Fuck this show, I love it so And Kripke, you’re a dick.
(I seriously apologize the few times I fucked up singing.)
I wasn't sure why but the thought made me sick. I didn't understand why this was happening to me. Why me? Why now? It's dark and there isn't anyone here to talk to, no one to talk to me. I scream or talk to myself about my life choices just to keep from going crazy in this dark dungeon. The metal shackles on my neck and wrists and ankles are weighing me down and creating an uncomfortable friction against my skin. The only interaction I get is when Moose or Kevin come in to give me a dose of human blood and I feel just a little more sane each time. It's intoxicating, mesmorizing to be injected with the needle filled with human blood and the sudden rush of emotion flood into my mind and I just feel. It's the only thing keeping me from going insane. But then again, why is the King of Hell addicted to injecting human blood of a Winchester or a Prophet into his system? It's because I've already gone insane.
I greatly apologize for my terrible singing. It was a request via tumblr thanks to a friend called Gray. Thanks -___-
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This is the first time reading softly, I hope you guys like it. It was tough to be quiet and read at the same time so I really hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to share with everyone.
Heyhey destiel anyone?
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