PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

You were right
These webs are getting stickier and sti
I'm trapping myse

I'm seriously considering checking myself into an asylum.

No. Seriously.

Close Friends / 'Family.'
[ooc: if you think you're in this filter, you probably are!]

I might need someone to go to a memorial a service a funeral how can there be a funeral without a body? this thing for my Dad with me. Depends on how it's gonna go and all that, but...figured I couldn't go by myself. So yeah.

Sam.
Mind keeping the mistakes I make between us next time? A bitch-out session from a demon isn't my idea of a good time right now.

Dean.
Can we talk? About...anything.

Alessa.
You okay?

Faith.
I haven't talked to you in a while. How are you?

Jack.
Looks like we're really in the same boat all over again.

John.
Were you serious about board games?

Mary.
Adjusting to this place any better yet?

Jo.
It's been a while. What's up?

Dahlia.
Heard you found out about me. What do you want?

[ooc: yeah, she's trying really hard to keep busy/distracted right now. D:]

I was wondering if you were doing anything tomorrow.

They hate me, don't they?

I'm starting to get insomnia again. This is never good.

Sam / Dean / Mary.
We're going shopping. All four of us.

I think I might have a new favorite show. It's called Reba.

[ooc: You know you're laughing.]

The big furball running around the apartment is mine, and I'm apologizing in advance to everyone staying there for her extreme hyperness as of late. She's got this really annoying crush on Sam that I'm trying to break her of, but it's making her crazy to actually be living with him. She's harmless though, I promise.