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we're just ash in a jar


ilaria. 26. italian.
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“You cannot be in that crater back there.I can’t — if you’re gone, I swear I am going to strap my Beautiful Mind brother into the car, and I’m gonna drive us off the pier. You asked me how I was doing? Well, not good. Now, you said you’d be here. Where are you?”

“You cannot be in that crater back there.I can’t — if you’re gone, I swear I am going to strap my Beautiful Mind brother into the car, and I’m gonna drive us off the pier. You asked me how I was doing? Well, not good. Now, you said you’d be here. Where are you?”


“I am your flesh and blood brother. I am the only one who can legitimately kick your ass in real time. You got away. We got you out, Sammy. Believe in that. Believe me.”

“I am your flesh and blood brother. I am the only one who can legitimately kick your ass in real time. You got away. We got you out, Sammy. Believe in that. Believe me.”


BOBBY: “And you? How are you doing?”DEAN: “Seriously, Bobby. It ain’t like he’s hexed, you know? I mean, what if this is the kind of crazy you can’t fix?”BOBBY: “Yeah. I’m — I’m worried, too. But… humor me for a second. How are YOU?”DEAN: “Who cares? Don’t you think our mailbox is a little full right now? I’m fine.”BOBBY: “Right. And weren’t you pissed at him when he said the same thing just a couple hours before spilling his marbles all over the floor?”DEAN: “Yeah, well… I’m not Sam, okay? I keep my marbles in a lead friggin’ box. I’m fine. Really.”BOBBY: “Course. Yeah. Just lost one of the best friends you ever had, your brother’s in the bell jar, and Purgatory’s most wanted are surfin’ the sewer lines, but yeah, yeah, I get it. Right. You’re — you’re FINE.”DEAN:”Good.”BOBBY: “Course… If at any time you want to decide that’s utter horse crap, well, I’ll be where I always am — right here.”DEAN: “What, you want to do couples’ yoga or you want to get back to hunting the big bads?” BOBBY: “Shut up. Idjit.”

BOBBY: “And you? How are you doing?”
DEAN: “Seriously, Bobby. It ain’t like he’s hexed, you know? I mean, what if this is the kind of crazy you can’t fix?”
BOBBY: “Yeah. I’m — I’m worried, too. But… humor me for a second. How are YOU?”
DEAN: “Who cares? Don’t you think our mailbox is a little full right now? I’m fine.”
BOBBY: “Right. And weren’t you pissed at him when he said the same thing just a couple hours before spilling his marbles all over the floor?”
DEAN: “Yeah, well… I’m not Sam, okay? I keep my marbles in a lead friggin’ box. I’m fine. Really.”
BOBBY: “Course. Yeah. Just lost one of the best friends you ever had, your brother’s in the bell jar, and Purgatory’s most wanted are surfin’ the sewer lines, but yeah, yeah, I get it. Right. You’re — you’re FINE.”
DEAN:”Good.”
BOBBY: “Course… If at any time you want to decide that’s utter horse crap, well, I’ll be where I always am — right here.”
DEAN: “What, you want to do couples’ yoga or you want to get back to hunting the big bads?”
BOBBY: “Shut up. Idjit.”