Look, you probably won’t find this, ‘cause it’ll probably go to Sammy, who’ll proceed to rip it up and act like it never happened.
Except that I’ll be gone, so it will have happened. Look, I, uh, should’ve stayed in Hell. Not that it was your fault that you brought me out, but… you know, Hell does things to a person. And, well, I can’t bring myself to think about those things, Cas. Not without massive…
Look, this makes it sound like it’s your fault, but it isn’t. It really, really isn’t. You’re a friend, Castiel. You’re family. And no matter what you did, or who ordered you to do something, Sam and I will always love you.
But I can’t deal with this any more.
This life, it’s not something that anyone can take easily.
I’ve had it since I was four.
You know, if I go up, feel free to say hi.If I go down, don’t come and get me.