(this writing is entirely based off dean winchester, my comfort character forever <3)

I wish I could say that my failure didn’t bother me

That the fact I’ve failed my father and Sammy all doesn’t burn down my throat as I swallow it

The pent up years of anger and resentment are coming back to haunt me, for the worst this time

They’re ruining me

My relationship with Sam

I don’t know how to stop this

I know my issues overtaking my life is inevitable, but does it really have to be now?

I mean, Sammy and I were just barely figuring out how to do this thing basically alone, besides Bobby

As I sat in the drivers seat, speeding down an endless highway, I looked over at Sam

He looks peaceful, as he rests against the seat

I’m glad he gets to feel that emotion, even if I don’t

I begin to wonder if everything I protected him from was finally doing some good