I prefer to text
i just stressed through a test about stress because i was so stressed
i am more stressed than ever now
sam/dean + blood | for jamie
well, i met you at the blood bank / we were looking at the bags / wonderin’ if any of the colors matched any of the names we knew on the tags / you said, see, look, that’s yours / stacked on top with your brother’s / see how they resemble one another, even in their plastic little covers? / and i said, i know it well / that secret that you know but don’t know how to tell / it fucks with your honor, and it teases your head
Do your research!
Get out; I need to go to my mind palace.
The art of disguise is knowing how to hide in plain sight