Mar 27, 2025
What gets me is this. Like, when you're in the metro on your way to work, listening to your DW playlist (because yes, of course you fucking have one) and on comes Steppenwolf...
Your eyes are moist, you scream and shout As though you were a man possessed From deep inside comes rushing forth All the anguish you suppressed Upon your wall hangs your degree Your parents craved so much for you And though you're trained to make your mark You still don't quite know what to do
and you realize that all the degrees on Dean's walls are guns. And all he wants is to love and be loved. It's never too late!
And then.
