#dyinggg

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Dean is suddenly, acutely aware of the figure he cuts: sprawled across red silk sheets, petting the bed like he’s filming an ad for designer cologne. He drags himself up onto one elbow, props his chin in one hand, and tries to salvage what little dignity he has left.

“What,” he says. “You gonna fight me for it?”Cas steps farther into the room, enough into the light for Dean to catch the faint curve of his smile.“You know I don’t sleep,” Cas says. “But I remember what it was like to need it, and that does look… appealing.”

Dean snorts. He’s suddenly, stupidly glad Cas has terrible taste in almost everything—television, junk food, people. The room is one step removed from a romance novel cover, complete with silk sheets and emergency rose petals, and Cas doesn’t seem remotely put off by any of it.

Wahhhhh

me: I love you!

her: i love you too, mama. but how much do you love me?

me: i love you more than the stars in the sky, the water in the ocean, the blades of grass in all the world.

her: that's so much love!!

GOD I WAS LATE AGAIN I'M SO MAD LMFAO /hj (STILL NOT AS LATE AS 11, SO WHATEVER I GUESS, STILL COUNTS LOL)