Some Highlights From The Imdb Reviews Of Carry On

Some highlights from the imdb reviews of Carry On

"I should have joined Cas in the empty"

"I watched the episode with zero expectations and still managed to get disappointed"

"I feel like Sam's wig had covid"

"Pulling the end out of a cards against humanity deck would have been better"

"Mr Ackles I am so sorry you were in this"

"Jensen Ackles should legally be allowed to commit murder. Just once. As a treat <3"

"I wish I died before this aired so I could die in peace"

"Only 1 star and it's for the dog"

"Sam's dollar store wig will haunt me in my dreams"

And my personal favourite:

"I've heard knock knock jokes with more narrative cohesion than this"

I have officially changed the name of my supernatural post folder on instagram from "no regrets" to "regrets"

I am forcing myself to watch the scene where Bobby explains the changes in Heaven so I can write a fix it but I can’t even see the screen because my eyes are sob blurry with tears

The Castiel Project for The Trevor Project

Dean Winchester is Love for the National Alliance on Mental Health

Sam Winchester Project for Together We Rise

I've had five full on crying meltdowns today, and I am finding it impossible to explain to people who don't watch the show. I feel this massive sense of shame, and I can't tell whether it is because I know that the show will go down in history as having one of tv's worst endings, or because I am embarrassed that I let myself hope we would have a happy ending.

i really hate being this negative but i feel like this just broke me.

i had resigned myself to disappointment, and then they made me hope. i chose to be brave and believe one last time, because it was the only thing that made sense. i decided to believe that the greatest story i’d ever seen could have a happy ending. and they reached out to meticulously crush me in every single way possible.

i can’t stop thinking about it, i can’t sleep, i’m still crying, i’m nauseated, my chest aches, none of the fix-it attempts are sticking or giving me relief. i love us for trying to carry on, trying to fix it like we always have, but i just… i feel like something died inside me tonight.

i know that sounds melodramatic, and i wish i could laugh and brush it off, but i don’t know how. i hate them for making me hope. i hate them for making me believe that i could have something good.