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sending prayers to Phil
7:35 am
“Get your clothes on. Now.”
Both boys dressed in the room, their backs to each other, their father’s eyes watching carefully.
Without a word, John stood and pointed to the door. Sam and Dean exchanged a quick glance, but avoided prolonged eye contact. They each picked up their own duffel and walked silently to the car.
“Dean in front. Sam in back. Dean, don’t turn around and keep your hands on your lap where I can see them.”
“But Dad -”
“Get in the car, Dean. Now.”
Sam was already in the backseat, hunched as far into the corner as he could manage. He did not look up. He did not see Dean’s eyes try to give him comfort before he turned and faced the windshield.
John got behind the wheel. “No talking. Period. Don’t test me.”
Sams sobs grew louder as his body started to tremble.
“Don’t worry, Sam." Dean said, without turning around.
John’s face went red as he raised his hand.
Ruhe in Frieden... 🕯️ Deine Hand nochmal zu halten und dir einen Kuss auf die Stirn zu geben, hat mir geholfen dich gehen zu lassen.
» mein Herz
ive been cleaning all day. it was like the hardest thing ever and i cried so much in the process but i did it. im a fucking legend . everyone say GOOD JOB MANTIS
Miss na miss ko na ehm ko, ughhhhh!!!!! One day na kming walng usap kung bat ko pa kask inaway bebe ko eh!!!! 😪😭
Ahhhh fuck I’m so fucking scared like it’s okay I’ll be fine I know I’ll be fine and it’s dumb not dumb just stressful but temporary I just have a WHOLE lot of shit to do and work and it’s stupid but I’ll be fine I’m just freaking out cause I had like a month to do everything and surprise I did nothing and it’s all gonna be only average-quality work and I hate doing that but I can never seem to get on top of it ever and actually do shit I always always always procrastinate it and I hate it and I was gonna hang out with my boyfriend tomorrow before he leaves for college but tomorrow is also my last day off before school starts again and I wanna spend time with him but I’m afraid I won’t be able to because I’ll have too much stuff to do… maybe I could just stay up all night finishing everything then edit it all tomorrow for like two hours…. I might actually do that or some version of it. Cause like if I stay up and just. Fucking. Work. For like 6 hours I could get so much done then just have to do some little details on stuff to make it presentable… ugh I have to get to work and not get distracted though and that’s so fucking hard for me… I want like adderall or some shit so I can just. Do shit. And be done. And not fucking stress anymore. I’m so fucking done with my own bullshit that I pull every single fucking time like this. I wanna just grow the hell up and learn how to sit down and just do things. But I fucking can’t. Or at least I can’t yet. I’m working on it? But I don’t even know how to improve? Ahhhhhhhh okay well fuck it main point is I’m gonna sit here and I’m not gonna get sidetracked and I’m not gonna pick up my phone or open any new tabs or do anything for at least an hour and see where I get. Fuck this shit man. Ahhh okay fuck it wish me luck. Fucking future self I’m gonna be so disappointed you better fucking try this time I swear oh my god I can’t fucking deal if this attempt goes wrong too.