DAMN

[zfreelance]

Okay, fuck you, Supernatural, fuck you. I was doing fine long before you showed up. I hadn't been bitten by the wanderbug anything more than a scratch for months, and here you come all gritty and sassy with your cluttered car seats and sun-baked asphalt and creaky motel beds and midnight trains passing at all hours of the night and classic rock beaming out of towns I'll probably never see again and I fucking hate you.

Man, the only way I'll get through college without making a break for it is if I continue to not have a car.

Hell.