choking on a food you love is the ultimate betrayal
when the doorbell rings and i know it’s the pizza guy
don’t forget dean had to literally reconstruct his memories because this was less painful than the thought of cas choosing not to go with him
You are flowers in my stomach.
Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs.
I only want to be the sun for you.
AIR FORCE HUA
ALL PILOTS EVER, IN A NUTSHELL