Jun 3
How the FUCK do I process that
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How the FUCK do I process that
Imagine Adam Milligan giving up on the angels and praying to you while in Hell.
Adam had given up God a long time ago. He’d given up on the angels, and he’d given up on his brothers. Sam and Dean didn’t care about him, they showed him that much pretty quickly. It felt like he had been down in hell for centuries but it might only have been a few days, a few weeks, who knows. It was hard to keep track down here. The pain made the hours stretch on for eternity.
The only thing that he did still have faith in was you. The only person on Earth who he loved, and who he knew loved him back. You weren’t going to give up, were you? You were alive up there, trying to find a way to either bring him back or save his soul. He was sure of it.
So rather than direct his prayers to the ineffective God above, he directed them to you. He thought of your face. It was your name upon his lips. It was your grace that he was asking help from. It was your determination that he had faith in.
Adam spent all of his time praying to you, and down here - time was the only thing that he had plenty of.
Esta navidad no me siento feliz o triste,
Solo un poco vacio.
-AdamMontes
“I look back and can still listen to their voices reprimanding me for things I now consider insignificant. However, they weren’t, for discipline should be given for the smallest things.”
Adam M.
https://medium.com/get-inside/do-you-expect-me-to-fail-a377617d20cd
“There’s no such thing as friendship without its trials.” -Adam M.
https://medium.com/writers-blokke/true-to-my-name-3ac05a4f06e5
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