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Hey, night vision. Perfect.

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YAH YAH YAH

YAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

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someone you loved just died of mysterious causes and you look out your window..

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i watched dead poets society and it hurt me so bad i felt physically ill and i was sobbing for so long

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being dean's best friend is fun, because it means you get to ride around in baby late at night when you both can't sleep. or dean can't sleep, and in the middle of the night he shakes you awake. you might grumble at first, but then he jingles he keys in your face with a shit eating grin, and find yourself sleepily stumbling to your shoes. and every time watches you and shakes his head, too easy.

and it's fun because he drums on the steering wheel and sings loudly and off tune and it makes you giggle, and he'll stop at a gas station and buy you snacks and a big cherry slushy, and his mouth runs like a goddamn faucet cus he's so comfortable with you, and he's been waiting to ramble and tell you every little thought and feeling he's held in today with his dean winchester facade. and you happily listen n nod, because you love that you get this side of dean, all silly and soft smiles and stupid jokes, relaxed and free.

and you're a damn good listener, but maybe sometimes when you look at him your attention is focused less on words coming out his mouth and more on... his mouth. his plump lips. n his freckles are cute. and wow, have his lashes always been so long? dean's real pretty isn't he?

"hey! you with me?" oh. what. "hm?" he looks over at you with a teasing smile, and you notice the way your heart is thumping rather fast. "i said i'm starving and i need food now. you fallin' asleep on me, doll?" free breakfast. more dean. score. "nuh uh."

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teehee little miss piperka

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I'm going to *remembers suicide is often not a desire for death itself but rather an attempt to radically change one's life because the current state of being has become unbearable but the person can't think of any way to change it other than death* kill myself

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really crazy how much one (1) friend hang out can do for your mental health. do people know about this?

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I’m

I’m

I’m

I’m gonna gonna have some of those in a

Pop

Pp

did you have a stroke 💀

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i hope the flesh hat cowboy guy gets bullied

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sorry for being a hater i want to be a lover but everything pisses me off

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the absolute heart breaking feeling when the translator(s) that are uploading the manga/manhwa/manhua im reading stop translating it because the official one is coming out and now i gotta wait for them to catch up

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You sit, glasses sitting on the bridge of your nose, eyes scanning the words on the off white pages of your book. A shuffle comes from the hallway, causing your head to turn up towards the source of the noise.

Sukuna stands at the entryway, hair messy from his former sleep, clad in the pants of your shared, single pajama set, you currently wore the shirt. He questions as to why the fuck  you're up at 3 in the morning, your reply simple.

You had woken up and unfortunately couldn’t go back to sleep.

He trudges towards you, plopping himself on the couch by your side. you smile, leaning your head on his bare shoulder. A hum leaves his lips, he copies your movement but instead lies his head on the top of yours, arms crossed over his chest. You continue your early morning read, him ultimately falling asleep again.

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my even teenier meow meow (right)

MY LITTLE MEOW MEOW (left)