you'd have a happy life if you did the things you liked
luzdeestrellas wrote me fic because she thinks I'm awesome. She said it was for my birthday, but since that was ages ago, clearly that can't be it. You should all go read it though! It's Sam and Dean being awesome and calling each other names and making out. So SPN as it should be. Boys.
I love those Winchester boys, you guys. I've spent five years watching them bicker, and banter, and get kicked around, and try to save a life or save the world. I've seen them and their best, and their worst, and their most honest. I've watched them lie, get beat up, get heart broken, and do the last thing they want to do because it's what's right. I want to bring them home and feed them cookies and give them hugs and that safe place they've never really had.
They are my very favorite boys.
I mean, I'm also fond of some other dudes. Against my better judgment, I love Pete Wentz and all his emo, apparently. So.
Last night I had a dream that prettykitty_aya and universeunfold and I went to a FOB show that was the size of an Empires show. There was someone else there I didn't know, who was apparently a friend of theirs, who just laid in the floor reading a newspaper. I don't even know. The guys were milling about and Andy kept hugging Shai. Treva told Pete that one of the songs was impossible to not dance to, and Pete laughed and did the stupid, "haha you liiike me" thing. So I made fun of his hair. Then we all proceeded to argue with him, when he said he was going to grow it out the length of Andy's and see if he looked like Dave Grohl. Then, because Shai and I have vowed we are not driving home after a show again, Pete decided he would drive us, and Treva thought it was a fantastic idea.
It was not.
Where do I go to apply for a new brain, since I have clearly lost mine?
I love those Winchester boys, you guys. I've spent five years watching them bicker, and banter, and get kicked around, and try to save a life or save the world. I've seen them and their best, and their worst, and their most honest. I've watched them lie, get beat up, get heart broken, and do the last thing they want to do because it's what's right. I want to bring them home and feed them cookies and give them hugs and that safe place they've never really had.
They are my very favorite boys.
I mean, I'm also fond of some other dudes. Against my better judgment, I love Pete Wentz and all his emo, apparently. So.
Last night I had a dream that prettykitty_aya and universeunfold and I went to a FOB show that was the size of an Empires show. There was someone else there I didn't know, who was apparently a friend of theirs, who just laid in the floor reading a newspaper. I don't even know. The guys were milling about and Andy kept hugging Shai. Treva told Pete that one of the songs was impossible to not dance to, and Pete laughed and did the stupid, "haha you liiike me" thing. So I made fun of his hair. Then we all proceeded to argue with him, when he said he was going to grow it out the length of Andy's and see if he looked like Dave Grohl. Then, because Shai and I have vowed we are not driving home after a show again, Pete decided he would drive us, and Treva thought it was a fantastic idea.
It was not.
Where do I go to apply for a new brain, since I have clearly lost mine?