A/N: Bet you can guess where this little idea came from. I could just imagine Dean being so adorably pitiful when he was super sick and totally taking advantage of the snuggles. Sorry if it’s a little rough. Still fighting my own flu.
“We all have some musical shame. You know what I’m talking about. You know, that secret love we dare not speak, but when it comes out on the radio, you can’t help but turn up the volume and sing along?”
“Yeah, and we’re supposed to sing one of those songs for regionals?”
she knows omnipotence has heard her prayer & cries ——– it shall be done , sometimes….. somewhere. ( ophelia g. browning )
someone’s turnin’ the handle to the faucet in your eyes. you pour it out where everyone can see. your heart’s too big for your body !! —- they call you crybaby , crybaby, but you don’t fucking care. crybaby, crybaby, so you laugh through your tears. CRYBABY, CRYBABY, cause’ you don’t fucking care. tears fall to the ground, you just let ‘em DROWN.