Blank Pages: When Everything’s Made To Be Broken
Dean Winchester loved the feel of the open road. He relished the sound of rubber rolling over gravel and blacktopped roads, the strong guttural roar of the Impala’s engine, and the blaring beat of Ramblin’ On from the car’s tape deck. As much as he loved the open road and the pleasant sense of
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*takes a deep breath*
Okay, this was only chapter one...this can still be fixed....oh I really hope you fixed it!
*runs off to continue reading*
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