Rufus Turner In Deaths Door (7x10): SPN POC [29 / ?]

Rufus Turner in Death’s Door (7x10): SPN POC [29 / ?]

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9x07 - Bad Boys

I keep picturing showing up places.. random places.. and you tapping me on the shoulder. These aren't memories though they are conveniently coordinated into timelines with date stamped messages to match... Anyway, every time you tap me.. I get that feeling and thank God, I carry my journals everywhere again.

Because I'm in awe of everything you've handed me that is now in my hands that I created. Because you paid attention. You understood. Not only did you understand, you took.. notes? You wrapped your brand around my language and you spoke it fluently.

These were the things I was daydreaming about across the room for you right before you'd catch my eye and I'd forget everything. You'd breeze in the door in a gorgeous step and I'd completely drain my brain of its content. Not because I wanted to fuck you... God knows I had way too much powerful undying unyielding respect for you to every just taint that.

But because you'd ten inch hero walk it every single time. You'd command the room the second you walked in, and I spent a decade and some change with you on a list you kept re-signing yourself up for because you knew. You held onto all that shit and I refuse to let anyone ever label that shit as a fucking diagnosis. Because it was fluent.

Thank you for holding onto all of this for me. Through me. With me. Thank you for being that voice in the back of my mind that says you need this. The dumbest little reminders are going to be tightly clutched in my hands because you, like him... Watched me hold a baby and protect it for fucking a decade. I wasn't ever going to bring that shit to labor. I was never gonna let it bloom. Because of you. I'm gonna. I'm gonna HARD as FUCK.

Don’t SKIP THIS POST ⏯️!! It’s not a sad thing, it’s a 🤘🏾 LIFE AFFIRMING THING 🤘🏾🫶🏾 Party on dudes!! I’m no influencer by any means, don’t let the emoji fool you! I’m here to stand on business. Are you an artist? Are you an artist who has been pelted to near destruction before, during and sometimes even after you’ve tried to utilize your “work” as your creative outlet??  I’ve got news for you. Bro, first off. Me too. What’s up *bro fist and pulls up chair* secondly, it’s not easy because whatever you have brewing in that prettt dome of yours is massive. I’m talking big BLICK ENERGY. What ya gotta do is channel it, squint at that vision, flirt with it, wrestle it, whatever you have to do (and carve some time out for this too. You’re gonna lose HOURS). And when it comes back.. to tap you on your shoulder and scare the hell out of you, things like these photos will be born. And you better tag me so I can HYPE YOU UP. 🤷🏾‍♀️💜

These were torturing the inner chambers of my brain for weeks before I finally pumped my weapon of choice (the Canon T6i) up and fired these self portraits off.