Thank You
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I can’t stop it.
It’s like my entire world has been reduced to this weird feeling of relief, of purpose, of Thank God it didn’t happen.
Castiel told me.
He told me that Michael wiped their memories clean, that they wouldn’t remember us. That she would still - that she had died and he had become ( Read more... )
Thank you.
Thank you.
I can’t stop it.
It’s like my entire world has been reduced to this weird feeling of relief, of purpose, of Thank God it didn’t happen.
Castiel told me.
He told me that Michael wiped their memories clean, that they wouldn’t remember us. That she would still - that she had died and he had become ( Read more... )
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*gets out stick and starts sharpening it.*
Any time, hun. ;)
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Well... thanks... I guess... *hides*
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