( my time is up and i've got to go, but before i leave, i need you to know )

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[Sam drinking has become quite the common theme in these posts, hasn't it? But today he's drinking something much less harmless. In place of the warm, comforting golden glow of a bottle of whiskey, there's the strange candy-like light green swishing of a bottle of Jones soda, specifically green apple ( Read more... )

[ Voice | Failed Deity Filter ]

[Once again, he's very very clearly drunk. And has been ever since Dean died, so there's no question as to what this post is about. Sorry Dawn, sorry Hanna, but he just can't fucking take it anymore.]

It's been three days and he's still not back ( Read more... )

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No. No way.

[The camera focuses in on the name on the headstone, "Jessica Lee Moore", and Sam can be heard off camera inhaling deeply, then exhaling sharply.]

It's really here. She's not--.

They didn't really--?

[Sam sinks to the ground, hugging his knees as he stares at Jess' grave. The device drops with him, landing next to his ( Read more... )