Sam could have left Dean in the Impala, arguably Dean’s favorite place, but he chose to carefully lay him on Dean’s own bed, in his own room, in the place they both acknowledged as home. There was no place better to lay Dean to rest, until Sam was able to bring him back, than in the place that Dean had carefully arranged and called his own - the first room he had been able to call his own since he was four years old.

…you could say he… laid his weary head to rest…

Shut. The. HELL. Up

Sam was going to shut hell up but Dean stopped him, that’s how he ended up in this mess



idk man it just makes me so so so sad when you’re watching a cutiepie talk about their passion like when they light up and start bubbling over with words and then all of a sudden they stop themselves and say stuff like “sorry, i know this is boring” or “sorry i just got excited”

like you know somewhere in their life someone they respected told them “shut up nobody cares” and ever since they can’t talk about their favorite things without apologizing every 5 seconds




When i was in the car, the top 500 were playing on the radio and a Bon Jovi song came on. My dad and brother were all like, “Ugh, why are they so high up on the list?”

I decided to seize the moment and say,


And then, like a personal little reward, Carry On Wayward Son came on next.

You were heard and rewarded for your faith