Who needs a fucking book on why cannibalism is wrong
You do know how this works, right?Funniest. Proposal reaction. Ever.
“So why is it your favorite song?”
“I just - I like songs about love,” he breathed a laugh, and Dean wrapped that laugh around his finger like a lace ribbon. Songs about love he hadn’t cared about before, but now, he wouldn’t have said anything but that. He wanted another smile, he wanted another dreamy look in Cas’ eyes, so he’d sang along. He had wanted him to fall more in love, because nothing was going to hurt anymore if that happened. He had convinced himself, young, and stupid. This boy was going to make this world turn and stars would fall like rain.
The art in this movie makes me melt.