my life is just a collection of poorly made decisions with alternative music playing in the background
basically my entire relationship with supernatural
In which “My house, my rules, buddy" fails to work at the loft.
shoutout to all the other ex-gifted & talented/honor student/straight a/senior editor/star student/99th percentile/once-creative burn-outs who have, since high school, realized they are truly miniscule fish in a giant, endless ocean, criticized themselves to the point of creative paralysis, and participated in so much self-sabotage they no longer see the point of doing anything at all because they’re just going to ruin it for themselves anyway
this one’s for you
possessed!isaac wanting to kill the twins for erica and boyd though
saying their names out loud while he prepared his weapon so he could kill the twins
wantng to avenge the deaths of his pack