i wonder if there’s an actual heaven and if there’s an actual angel called Castiel up there who’s just like “FOR FUCKS SAKE CAN THESE TEENAGERS STOP CALLING ME”
“whY DID I GET A SUDDEN INCREASE IN PRAYERS IN 2009”
“wHO the hell is Destiel?”
but what if that angel is using misha collins as his vessel.
A bird sitting on a tree is never afraid of the branch breaking. Because her trust is not in the branch but in her own wings. Believe in yourself.