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all at once, there is a bigness and a smallness that I feel as if there is not enough skin to cover me and yet that I am drowning in my own mind; this feeling of inadequacy; like goldilocks and the three bears
this meatsuit is too big
this meatsuit is too small
this meatsuit is too hot
this meatsuit is too cold
this meatsuit is too hard
this meatsuit is too soft
i never knew what to call it, my search for the thing, this word i could never describe, but now i know what it is, it’s a meatsuit. A meatsuit for my family, for my few friends, a meatsuit for grandma and a meatsuit for my brothers, and a meatsuit for when I am too scared to look at the whole of me in the mirror; one for when i am too ashamed and too frightened to look at what is really there
once upon a time, i used to think that when you are born, you receive one face and one body and one personality and one name; but i’ve learned that inside me there are a thousand people and names and voices and emotions and my
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The Sam Winchester I used to know by ArinaOfHelithane The Sam Winchester I used to know :iconarinaofhelithane:ArinaOfHelithane 6 0 The Devil Won't Let Me Be by ArinaOfHelithane The Devil Won't Let Me Be :iconarinaofhelithane:ArinaOfHelithane 3 0
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Advice To My Younger Self
Don’t take anyone your own age seriously.
Don’t take anyone older than you seriously either.
Take everyone younger than you very, very seriously.
Don’t let anyone touch you unless you want them to.
Scream until someone listens.
Scream until someone calls the police.
Scream until your voice is gone and then flail your arms violently.
You will fall in love with your father incarnate- don’t.
You will fall in love with your mother incarnate- don’t. 
Wait for him to get home on July 16th, 2012 before going in the house.
Accept that ride home on September 23, 2012.
Run away to his house on your 16th birthday and stay there under his blankets until your mother comes and gets you.
Do not, I repeat, Do not get into that car on February 14th, 2014.
If you do, don’t wear your seatbelt.
I repeat, don’t wear your seatbelt.
Kiss your siblings more.
Hug them more.
Stare them in the face and say I love you a thousand times.
When they pull
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After The Accident
"Mom...Mom, doesn't he look familiar?"
"I don't know, Ben honey. You always think you know people.."
Dean cupped his drink harder, his hands shaking gently. He knew he looked so different from the way he did those few short years ago; his skin was weathered and he had a terrible limp from a hunting accident in Albuquerque (there was something about Albuquerque and Chicago, Sam had almost been crippled on a hunt in Chicago just a year before and Cas had gotten his first taste of the pills that almost killed him in Albuquerque).
He reflected on the past event's, he could hear Ben's voice again. He knew it was Ben, his voice was deeper but still the same.
"Mom, I'm pretty sure it's him, the one I told you about, the one from my dream."
"Don't bother him, Ben. You bothered that man in the wheelchair a few months ago and you almost made him cry!"
Dean looked over his shoulder, his lips trembling.  
"Mom, I told you I knew him- I don't know how, but I did, I just knew him," Ben insisted
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The Battlefield Ch5- Goodbye
He was jerked out of the memory as the bus hit another bump in the road, and he took the opportunity to scan the horizon for some sort of landmark to tell him where they were. He finally figured it out, they were about to cross the state line into Colorado. Almost to the last person he could trust, someone he hadn’t seen in almost five years. It was pathetic; the last person he had to trust was some former teacher that he knew in 8th grade.
He was in the front seat of the Impala, his bag clutched to his chest as the storm raged in the cabin and inside him.  Dean stumbled out, keys and jacket in his hands as John stuck his head out after him, yelling.
“Don’t you fucking choose him, boy!” he bellowed, “It’ll be the biggest mistake of your life!”
Dean slammed into the car, silent as the grave as he started it and swerved out of the driveway.  They sat in silence until Sam heard Dean’s quiet voice.
“Sammy, get my pack and ligh
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The Battlefield ch4- Nothing Changes
“Dad, I got in,” Sam said cautiously, his hands clutched tight around the envelope in his hands. He’d asked Pastor Jim to use his mailing address, and Pastor Jim forwarded everything to him, wherever they were.  The letter had come a week ago, and thankfully they were doing a long-term hunt and the letter didn’t get lost on its way to him from Pastor Jim.  
There was a clatter from the kitchen where Dean was cooking, and Sam noted with a feeling of anger and fear that, no matter where they were and what they were doing, nothing changed.
Dad was always sitting at a table, reading their research. Dean was always in the kitchen, trying to be a mother and a wife and a brother all at once. And he was always standing in the middle of them both, holding secrets and bad news.
“Dad,” he repeated, “I got in.” 
His father looked up from the papers and books, his face twisted in confusion.
“Got in what?” he demanded. Sam sh
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The Battlefield Ch3- Collect Call
Sam smiled at the memory, of how supportive Dean was at first. When he asked for money for the application, or a few extra bucks to go the extra mile on a project, Dean would always smile and hand him the money. He even drove him to a few community service jobs so he’d have them to impress the admissions officers.  As Sam looked back, he noted with a hint of anger that even if Dean believed he could do it, he believed Sam wouldn’t. He thought it was a phase, like his magic tricks or when he wanted a dog, but it wasn’t. It was what Sam really wanted.
He fiddled with the zipper on his bag, the bus getting ready to stop for a rest stop. He reached into the bag, pulling out the battered old research notebook that had all the numbers he needed scribbled on the back cover.  He ran his finger down the short list, past bobby and pastor Jim and a few other numbers till he landed on Jim Jezak’s. It was years old, and he didn’t know if it’d still work
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The Battlefield Ch2- Selfish
Sam wiped his face, pressing his sweaty head against the cool glass of the bull window next to him. No, don’t think about that, don’t don’t don’t. Don’t think about Jim’s response.
“Anyways, I’ve seen that brother of yours around. I don’t think he’s gonna leave you just cause you wanna be a lawyer instead of a ‘mechanic’.”
But he did. He picked Dad, even though he was so sure after that fight he and Dean had that he would pick him. After all that trouble, maybe he would’ve stood up for Sam. Maybe he even would’ve gone with him. But no. Dean was still wrapped up in Dad’s lies.
Dad was sitting at the small motel table in the corner, pouring over the texts spread out in front of him. Dean paused at the table, pulling a bundle of papers out of his bag and setting them down.
“Here’s all the newspaper articles you asked for. Handwritten, did it during lunch.” He sounded proud,
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The Battlefield Ch1- Mechanic
He pressed his pack against his chest; his eyes squeezed shut as he left everything he ever knew in a cloud of bus exhaust. He felt it for the first time, really, the first time- he was actually alone. Dean had chosen Dad, and Dad didn’t want him.
Dean knew Sam was smart, that he was sensitive and intuitive, and Dean was always telling him not to show it. “Just put it away, Sam. Don’t bother Dad after a hunt, you know how he is. Don’t cry. Don’t let him see you cry. Don’t let him see it.”
Sam had always clung to that advice with all of his being. He saw what happened when someone showed emotion. Emotion was weakness. Weakness is uselessness. And the useless are eliminated. Sam clung to the duffel that still smelled of the Impala, pressing his face into it as hot tears slid down his face.
Sam’s eyes closed, remembering the first time he even thought that being anything but a hunter was actually possible.
Eighth grade Sam was slouched in
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“Gee, Jiminy, do you think my father will be okay?”
“Aw, cheer up, Pinoke! Your father's just feeling a little under the weather tonight. That doesn't mean that we still can't go to the House of Mouse tonight, right?”
“I guess...” Pinocchio sighed, swinging his feet from where he sat on the front steps. Geppetto had come down with a nasty cold and couldn't take the boy to the popular club, something that had become fairly routine for the little family. However, the puppet really wanted to go there tonight. “How are we gonna get there, though?”
The cricket paused before smiling up at the wooden boy. “Why, we'll walk there, of course!” Jiminy answered, hopping up to Pinocchio's shoulder. “I'd be glad to keep you company on the way over. But we'd better tell your father that we're heading out.”
Pinocchio gave a small smile to his conscience and stood up. “Okay, Jiminy!”
After running back inside to tell Ge
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1. everyone dies so stop being so serious
2. don't ever take anyone too seriously especially not yourself
3. basically live your life like it's a huge game it works for me most of the time
4. stop being an asshole to people especially other assholes
5. eat food you like when you want it like don't even second guess yourself really
6. kiss and hug people a lot unless you aren't into that but like if you are just do it love on people all the time if they are okay with it
7. watch good movies and tv shows all the time never watch something you don't want to
8. hug dogs a lot
9. get a guinea pig because they are supercute fluffballs of joy and when they imprint on you they are like a tiny hand sized dog
10. if you see a bad thing say something fight bad things
11. understand that sometimes people lie and a lot of the time there's probably a good reason even if u don't understand it
12. make stuff it doesn't even matter what you make just make things


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whats up u meme loving fucks
i am a space burrito
Mostly Spoopernatural tbh anymore
I used to pretend to be a real artist and then whOOPSIE Fanart huzzah
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