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It was absurb...
"Can you please just-"
"Oh no, no way sweetcheeks, no way come Hell or high water am I lying to your Momma for you. She'd have my balls to the wall before she even dragged your skinny white ass home."
Speaking of skinny white ass...
"Ash come on, you know I can do this."
"Not alone apparently."
She scoffed. "We're a team, Ashole, are you ( Read more... ) -
Ten things you would rescue from your house if there was a fire.
Pretty sure I would just run. You know, like you're supposed to. -
Ten ways you say I love you, without saying the words
1. She doesn't knock him on his ass when he walks through the door five minutes past midnight. She thinks she's got a shit load of self-control, right there. But it might be part because she's crying and part because she hasn't slept in two days or three days or something days and part because Sam's rightbehindhim. Mostly though, it's because he's ( Read more... ) -
I can't believe you said ...
"I can't believe you said that," she says quietly, words muffled because her head is pressed into his side. She can, actually, her knuckles still sting because of it. But at times like these, when they're both finally quiet, she'll tell the truth ( Read more... ) -
don't worry baby the worst has come and the worst will go and there's nothing we don't know
You know, most stories don't start out with a once upon a time or a in a far away land. Some just start out with a shit, this mighta been a bad idea.
Sadly, that's how mosta Jo's stories started. The miscommunication of a bad idea and she was grounded for two months or driving to the county jail at two in the morning to bail a drunk mullet outta ( Read more... ) -
I pretend and pray it all away searching for a place to hide
She doesn't talk to her mother. They exchange terse voicemails, but not much else. Mostly they correspond by way of Bobby. It's an arraignment none of them favor, but she thinks it's better than nothing.
They fight too damn much, but that's just how they are.
She's pulling her hair -- way too long now and in dire need of a trim -- into a braid when ( Read more... ) -
Monster
He says he's going to turn into a demon. She doesn't believe it, she can't really, she can't see him become something they hunt.
He's just Dean to her, always has been and he always would be and for some reason she still had hope that Sam would save him. She certainly couldn't -- he'd told her once during one of their famous fights, right in the ( Read more... ) -
We're living on borrowed time.
And if you don't put your heart out there on the line, you're never really living at all.
He says things that make her want to cry sometimes, but more often than not she sits in the back seat of the Impala -- by choice -- and pretends to sleep. If her eyes are closed and her head is buried in the confines of one of their jackets then they can't see ( Read more... ) -
I never knew I would like…
Ugh. Dean Winchester. Okay okay, that's a bit lame right? Maybe I should have said Ruby. Except I don't really like Ruby.
I guess… Colby.
I mean, come on, she's a bitch. She's really just a bitch. It's uncanny how much of Dean's bitchiness she inherited. (He'll probably say it's mine, she just got my looks, the attitude is all his.)
And if you met ( Read more... )