"Dean still hardly talks. I try to make small talk, or ask him if he wants to throw the baseball around. Anything to make him feel like a normal kid again. He never budges from my side - or from his brother. Every morning when I wake up, Dean is inside the crib, arms wrapped around baby Sam. Like he´s trying to protect him from whatever is out there in the night. Sammy cries a lot, wanting his mom. I don´t know how to stop it. The only one who can make him stop crying is Dean. Even only his voice makes Sammy calm down and fall to sleep again."
- attractive person: hi
- me: is this some kind of sick joke
harry styles crosses the state line. “idaho,” he reads. “no, you da ho,” he says to himself, laughing as he wonders what the fuck he’s doing in idaho
#omfg dani do u see this