reminder to self: just because you can stay up until 5 in the morning doesn’t mean you should
I exist the way you want me to exist. I can exist as a bed time story you’ll tell the daughter you would love to have. I can exist as a representation of all your hopes and wishes, as I shoot across your night sky. I can exist as unending equations of physics and astronomical terminologies. I can exist as your ally in battle. I can exist as your closest friend. Tell me how you want me to exist. (“That’s too hard of a request, Cas, jesus.”) For out of all the reasons to exist in this universe, (“I dunno, man,”) I exist inexplicably for you. (“Just you. I want you to be you.”)
NOTHING BETTER THAN SHOWERING AND PUTTING ON A BIG TSHIRT AND GETTING INTO BED WITH CLEAN SHEETS LITERALLY NOTHING DON’T FIGHT ME ON THIS
an aesthetic that will never go out of style: making others feel loved, needed, and important
But there was something about being there.
i find it so incredibly attractive when someone is really good at something, like you can play the violin? damn son. you’re a really talented dj? good for you! i don’t care if you talk to me about quantum physics for an hour straight if i can see the passion in you at some point in that hour i’ll think “whoa, this is really hot.”