Kill him. The minute the chance presents itself.

Looks like I missed it again. He'd probably have something to say about that if he were here, but....

I don't even remember how old I'm supposed to be now.

Crowley, either you bring her back or I swear I will cut your eyes out.

If there was one thing the Corinthian hated most about his human body, it was the weakness. Not in terms of physical strength; at the very least, that was one part of himself that was still in tact, if not a little dampened. It was how easily the damn thing was damaged for the smallest things. Hunger was a constant he still hadn't quite gotten a ( Read more... )

Fucking glad that's over with....

....

Thanks. Not that either of you deserve it.

Eris. We need to talk.

....how do you get blood out of denim?

This was my last pair of pants.

Crowley. Care to tell me just what the hell that was about?

Now I remember why I lived so far removed from everyone.

( 'cause I'm not doing so well without them )