bradythehotass:

jleemoore:

jleemoore:

bradythehotass:

jleemoore:

bradythehotass:

When you died… that was kind of my fault. A lot. Entirely my fault actually. And I feel… so… just… YOU GOT BETTER.

Last time I saw you… you were going to give me a chance… One I probably don’t deserve but… I can’t even…

If it’s been that long, then I… I knew you, you… weren’t you were the one who kept pushing Sam and me together? Did you… what, you had these feelings for me all this time? And then you killed me?

None of this makes any sense, Brady. Or, whoever you are.

Well… yeah. Basically. That’s it.

I’m a demon, we have serious issues. But I’d be willing to work through said issues if it meant spending more time with you…

I think I need to… I mean, I think I should go. I need time to process all of this. Some of this is starting to come back to me, but I’m not really sure what my part in all of this was. So, yeah, I think I should… uh…