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#please let this be the last two words of supernatural

how about i stab you in the chest

There’s too much blood and they both know it. This is it. No more redos, no more reset buttons. Dean looks over at where Sam’s sprawled on the ground three feet away. He can barely breathe, ribs skewering his insides, and all he can taste is blood and bile. But he can still see Sammy. Even if Sam can’t see him.

His baby brother’s hazel eyes are slowing but surely glazing over. 

Dean feels it coming, the dark, it’s eating away at the corners of his eyes and his mind.  He searches for something to say, anything, everything in this last moment, but all he manages to cough out is one, final, single word. 

“Bitch.”

Sam laughs and it’s wet, hacking, his last breath. 

“Jerk,” he replies and they both know, sure as anything, that what they’re really saying is “I love you” and “See you soon.”

EJ Su S CH RIS T HW Y

I don’t know why I’m reblogging this… I feel horrible promoting cruelty… its like I’m spreading some disease that causes tears and massive holes in one’s chest

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I went to Disney World yesterday for the first time since I was eight. Immediately I went to buy a Peter Pan cap. Pan has been my favorite Disney movie since I was two. After I found my cap and went on a few rides I went around looking for Peter. Once I found him I waited in line to get my picture, which probably looked odd seeing as I am sixteen years old and 5”8, standing in line next to a bunch of six year olds. Once I got up there, he saw my cap and said “Defending the park from Hook while I’m off duty?” I replied “yes, I hope I’m doing a good job!”
That was around the time he noticed the scars on my wrists. He kinda gave me a look in my eyes and said “you okay?” I told him, “well Peter, you’d know better than anyone how tough it is to grow up.” And he looked at me and whispered, “Neither of us are grown up yet. We might have gotten older over the years, but we haven’t forgotten what it’s like.”
Then he told me, “since we’re both from Neverland, and you’re my partner in crime, stand back to back with me, and cross your arms. We’ve got to do the signature pose!”
I know the guy who dresses up as Peter Pan for Disney doesn’t realize this, but all that he did for me in the five minutes I met him made me feel happier than I’ve felt in months. I felt like a child again, and feeling like a child is pretty great sometimes.
I’m not ready to grow up yet.

oh no im crying

If this hits 100,000 notes I’ll do something extravagant.
I’m bad at thinking of things.
If this hits 100,000 I’ll do something cool and reasonable if you send me suggestions.

this is the cutest thing i have ever read. disney world is the greatest. 

You guys are some crazy sonsofbitches and I fucking love all of you

This is like the sweetest thing in the world. Omg I love people and this is great. Just. Omg.

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