Dylan: Love is more valuable than anything I know. To love is to enter a completion of oneself. I hate those who choose to destroy a love, who take it for granted. love is greater than life even. As I look for love, I feel I can’t find it. Ever. But something tells me I will, someday. Somewhere. As my love will find me, she feels as I do right now, I can feel it, we will be inseparable. Her & I. Whether it is or not, I think I’ll find it (my love). We will be free, to explore the vast wonders of the stars. To cascade down everlong waterfalls, & thru the warmest seas of pure happiness .. . no limits .. . no limits. Nothing will stop us.
Libras are the diplomat of the zodiac. They are able to put themselves in other’s shoes and see things from another person’s point of view. They are the ones that always want to make things right and have balance and harmony in their life, their surroundings and the lives of the people close to them. They have captivating charm, elegant taste and they are easy to like due to their eager-to-please, easygoing nature. In return for a Libra’s amazing ability to be a good listener, sooth and calm people, they expect admiration. Libras will gather a group of people, everyone will become friends then the Libra will be in the center of the group. They like the attention and the admiration for the people that they have brought together. Libras are very intelligent, they often hide this inside their easygoing exterior. They express their intelligence through creativity, most are involved in some sort of artistic or creative pursuit. Many people overlook just how intelligent a Libra actually is. When others see a Libras wide range of interests and hobbies, their intelligence and creativity is more than obvious. Libras love variety and different situations. They welcome change. Libras love luxury. They will spend lots of money and surround themselves with beautiful things and they seem to be constantly fussing over their appearance. They love anything upscale and classy. Libras work hard to please others, this they do and others find them incredibly captivating.
Because they’re not easily offended. And they don’t start hating on someone for having a different opinion than someone else. This blog does not judge Onision for his drama, because they do not know the entire story, even though Onision has made multiple videos about his drama. Even if this blog did not like Onision, they would be decent enough to not share their negative opinion, for it will not make any difference whatsoever. This user is focusing on things they like rather than things they do not, because they’re not an idiot.
Why can I so easily picture this playing in the spn series finale as the camera takes one last look moving over the dead bodies of all our favorite characters, stopping on the rusting frame of the impala and then slowly fading to black?
I will murder you in your sleep.
Imagine Cas playing this to Dean as he bleeds out, the way he played Ode to Joy in “Hunteri Heroici,” lulling him to sleep one last time.
Sammy died first, for added heartbreak factor, because Dean’s greatest wish was always to protect him, so of course he’d have to watch him die.
Cas watches, stroking his hair, holding his hand and soothing him, telling him everything’s going to be alright, until finally the light leaves his eyes and his breathing stops.
Cas starts to cry silently as the abandoned Impala comes into view, and the screen fades to black.
But just as you’re wondering how they could let it end this way, how the writers could be so heartless, it cuts to the Roadhouse.
Sam and Dean are there, and Jo and Ellen too, as well as Bobby, and Charlie, and everyone else they’ve lost. Cas comes into view, and Dean scoots to make room for him, grinning stupidly and wrapping an arm around his shoulders.
You can’t hear what they’re saying, but you can tell they’re happy. Finally, it fades to black.
Why can I so easily picture this playing in the spn series finale as the camera takes one last look moving over the dead bodies of all our favorite characters, stopping on the rusting frame of the impala and then slowly fading to black?
I will murder you in your sleep.
Imagine Cas playing this to Dean as he bleeds out, the way he played Ode to Joy in “Hunteri Heroici,” lulling him to sleep one last time.
Sammy died first, for added heartbreak factor, because Dean’s greatest wish was always to protect him, so of course he’d have to watch him die.
Cas watches, stroking his hair, holding his hand and soothing him, telling him everything’s going to be alright, until finally the light leaves his eyes and his breathing stops.
Cas starts to cry silently as the abandoned Impala comes into view, and the screen fades to black.
But just as you’re wondering how they could let it end this way, how the writers could be so heartless, it cuts to the Roadhouse.
Sam and Dean are there, and Jo and Ellen too, as well as Bobby, and Charlie, and everyone else they’ve lost. Cas comes into view, and Dean scoots to make room for him, grinning stupidly and wrapping an arm around his shoulders.
You can’t hear what they’re saying, but you can tell they’re happy. Finally, it fades to black.
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