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Hello S8 Sam Winchester, nice to meet you, I am your trash. 

Originally posted by sunlitcas

Originally posted by yaelstiel

Originally posted by samwinchesterappreciation

There is nothing, past or present, I would put in front of you (except maybe for S5 Sam who’s my husband, and S4 Sam who’s the young version of my idea of a businessman!husband!sam, but in general you come first, S8 Sam)

Maybe she like.
Maybe she feels.
Maybe she need.
Maybe she’s scared.
Maybe she too earthy.
Maybe she clouded.
Maybe she feels weak.
Maybe she needs me.
Maybe she too conscious.
Maybe she’s not here.
Maybe she feels gorgeous.
Maybe she needs air.
Maybe she a diva.
Maybe she sensitive.
Maybe she likes anime.
Maybe she feels irrelevant.
Maybe she needs honey medicine.
Maybe she’s young.
Maybe she has a theory.
Maybe she likes being in love.
Maybe she feels hate.
Maybe she needs to get away.
Maybe she’s the future.
Maybe she’s stuck.
Maybe she likes the loser.
Maybe she needs luck.
Maybe she’s not.
Maybe she is.
Maybe she likes the dark.
Maybe she feels everything.
Maybe she needs it.
Maybe she likes this world.
Maybe she feels girls.
Maybe she on her F.Y.B.V..
Maybe she’s trying “inner peace”.
Maybe she’s magic.
Maybe she likes chaos.
Maybe she feels it.
Maybe she needs her afro pick.
Maybe she’s happy.
Maybe she’s also angry.
Maybe she likes her complexity.
Maybe she feels uncertainty.
Or maybe she just needs to sleep