once in my life time i want to be slapped in the face by a queerbait follow through. i want to be led on. i want to doubt it. i want the finish line to be an explosion online. i want to cry and scream for every single queerbait that came before. i want to be be in so much doubt and frustration just for the moment to happen perfectly. ugh can you even fucking imagine. happy pride month why am i crying about byler and destiel again ugh














