Yes I will tell myself that ;A;
I’m pretty sure that when Elvis wrote: I can’t help falling in love with you it wasn’t with the interest of teenage girls crying over a gay fictional couple
[60/365] days of cas
"I prayed to you, Cas. Every night."
Maybe in their world, they will never kiss; never touch each other more than hands on the face, a lingering hug or a comforting palm on the shoulder. Maybe they will never feel the other’s hands move across the planes of each other’s skin. Maybe they will never make love to each…
Freedom is a length of rope. God wants you to hang yourself with it.
Which I-I have, of course… a bed. And a home.
this is how it feels to take a fall
Cas is priceless in every single picture
but do you ever cry that they went from this