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my favorite genre of dean being queer is him thinking sam knows but sam having absolutely no clue. dean keeps making these casual comments that sam thinks are homophobic jokes and they never, ever talk about it outright

until dean and cas finally get together. and dean announces it to sam like "you've probably been expecting this for a while" and sam's like "no?? since when are you even into men????" and dean's like "since always? why are you acting so surprised, you already knew this" and sam just bluescreens, thinking of every time he accidentally micro-agressed his brother

dean gets to win every argument for about two weeks after that because sam is Paying Reparations

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We need to bring back children’s programming that focuses on reading. I’m so serious

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polyamory would not always fix the love triangle. sometimes it would make it much, much worse. but they should do it anyway

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Analysis so bad you don't even know what it's talking about anymore.

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found some more destiel sketches in a pile of papers in the living room. happy sunday please enjoy pits guy cas 🎉🐻❤️

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you start think it’s just a phase and then that one fandom grips you by the neck and throws back into pumping out fanfiction works on ao3 and staying up until 4 am consuming all the content you missed while you were boring and not watching your comfort show

god i love fictional universes

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I need to calm down

Before i self destruct

Before I hurt you

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FUCK OFF

i dont want to be with you anymore

your fucking actions rip me apart and split me in two

i hate every second and i want to scream

you follow me everywhere and i cannot stop you

i know youre there in bed and my lungs get heavy and maybe if i yell enough you'll leave

i cant scream though

youll cry

i hate when you cry

your fucking tears make me sick

the dizziness sets in and i puke

i dont like watching you die because i will too and now i see that if you fuck off i might crumble

i cant image life without you

youre a fucking parasite

but you keep me alive

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I always pick up

you never know if someone is gonna die if you dont

I dont want to have your blood on my hands

you show me your cuts like its nothing so I act like it's nothing

I break down in my bed later because you act like its normal

you ask when your blood will scab and curdle

I tell you because I know when it will

you wont know that I know because I have three friends who do the same thing

I will never tell you about times that I've talked people off the edge

you won't know because you won't call me

I need to pick up