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Come on man, can’t you see, I’m poison. People get close to me they get killed, or worse. I tell myself I help more people than I hurt and I tell myself that I’m doing it all for the right reasons and I believe that. But I can’t – I won’t drag anyone anybody into the muck with me - not anymore.

#➤┊guilt-ridden soldier ❜ — ( dean. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

spacedannn

11.17

#➤┊guilt-ridden soldier ❜ — ( dean. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

sacriificed-blog

this dark energy in my veins. ( written by luci )

#self promo.#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

devoiddean

#➤┊determination in your eyes ❜ — ( sam. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

solitude-am-i

”Perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is g o n e.”

#➤┊guilt-ridden soldier ❜ — ( dean. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

fucktoydean

#➤┊guilt-ridden soldier ❜ — ( dean. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

souldragger.

❛ i do enjoy pet names, love. ❜

❛ that just makes y’ weird. ❜

#souldragger #; daughter please #; /bc she's a pet/ no get out.#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

lukecrain-archive-deactivated20

#➤┊guilt-ridden soldier ❜ — ( dean. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

littlespoondean

a year of dean winchester [23/366]

#➤┊guilt-ridden soldier ❜ — ( dean. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

barryallhen

Happy 37th birthday, Dean!

#➤┊guilt-ridden soldier ❜ — ( dean. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

classicspnsource

#➤┊determination in your eyes ❜ — ( sam. )#➤┊guilt-ridden soldier ❜ — ( dean. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

happy birthday old man are you excited to have a heart attack within the next fifteen years? i know i am.

@demonqxeen !

❛ old man ? ‘m pretty sure y’ need glasses. ❜

#demonqxeen #; MEG #; YOU HAVE OFFENDED H IM.#; why you gotta do t hIS?#➤┊cellphone ❜ — ( asks. )#( birthday wishes. )

hannah.

❝ oh, right. i have HEARD what had happened.

❛ and i don’t know how t’ stop it. i CAN’T stop it. ❜

#gavemytrust #; dean just wants the mark off his arm so he doesn't feel so monstrous.#; i am upse t.#➤┊v. heavy is this mark ❜ — ( main verse. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

souldragger.

❛ aw, dean bean. did i step on your toes too much? ❜

❛ dean bean? that sounds very original. ❜

#souldragger #; juliet pls dean already doesn't like yo U.#➤┊v. heavy is this mark ❜ — ( main verse. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

( at the bottom of one of his bags, he'll find a small necklace that once belonged to jo. slim silver chain with a tiny 'j' initial given to her by her father. she left it there for dean, just in case it was their last hunt when it was only /her/ last hunt. )

@sharpserration !

bag lying on top of the wooden table, hands rummage through it to take out the weapons he had brought along with him for the big hunt that went down ; to kill the devil was the plan, however lives were lost along the way. people that shouldn’t have come along in the first place, but the truth of the matter was that if they didn’t, the winchesters wouldn’t have made it. what a sacrifice it was to die for them. weapons laid out, dean searches the bag once more to make sure he isn’t forgetting anything and when he feels something small touch the pad of his fingers, a brow raises and he grasps whatever it is.

slim silver necklace held up in the air, the hunter clenches his jaw as green hues note the small ‘J’ at the end, breath catching in his throat for a moment. he doesn’t know when or how it got there or why it was there, but the only name that comes to mind ( of who it belongs to ) is jo harvelle. he remembers the way he had to carry her inside, how she couldn’t walk. he doesn’t know if death took her before or with the explosion, but he knows that her and ellen were the sacrifice that shouldn’t have happened. grip tightening around the necklace, dean’s gaze falls just as his hand comes down to press on the table with the piece of jewelry underneath his calloused palm. swallowing down the lump in his throat, the guilt that he feels, he lets out a sigh and utters out a whisper,

❛ ‘m sorry. ❜

#sharpserration #; this upsets me beeca l EAVE ME.#; there's a door. t ake it.#➤┊cellphone ❜ — ( asks. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

capturingdeanwinchester

#➤┊guilt-ridden soldier ❜ — ( dean. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

his hands are stained red and he cries out in his sleep

#➤┊written words ❜ — ( musings. )#➤┊screw the queue ❜ — ( offline. )

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