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Now if I keep my eyes closed, he looks just like you // But he’ll never stay, they never do
Loving this new Halsey song. This is a lot closer to the Badlands sound than Now or Never, so I’m interested to hear how it all blends on her album. Her voice sounds great in this song, and I love the vibe of it.
I can sometimes treat the people that I love like jewelry // Cuz I can change my mind each day // I didn’t mean to try you on
Love this song from Halsey. The song is completely carried by her voice and the piano, and it gives her voice room to shine. The lyrics are so honest and raw, and you can hear her emotions in every word.
Rip them off 🥵🔥😈
Hand fetish 🫦 yep it’s KC
Hold Me Down
I’m going to give this a nice try. SamxReader
“My demons are begging me to open up my mouth, but I need them to mechanically make the words come out. They fight me, vigorous and angry watch them pounce. But they ignite me, licking at the flames they bring about.” Sam read from your journal. You’d been dead for a month now, and he had finally got the courage to enter your shared bedroom again. He had found this journal, one you always wrote in late at night or when Sam was sleeping, and he wanted to read what he had left of you. That was under a page titled ‘innermost thoughts’ but he was just confused, so he read on. “December 18, 2010- I sold my soul to a 3 piece, and he told me I was holy. He’s got me down on both knees, but its the devil himself that’s trying to hold me down.” He remembers you screaming in your nightmares about Lucifer, you having jumped into the cage after him. You weren’t able to have no soul, nor a wall put up in your mind to block out the horrible memories. A tear slid down Sam’s cheek as read on. “November 2, 2012- Sam and I had to sneak out the back door as Dean distracted the vampires. I was bleeding and I heard Sam say not to make a sound. He had to knock me out to make me silent, and I know it must have hurt him. I want more. I want us to live a happy, normal, life. But this is what I live for. If he had just held me down on the deep end of a pool, and I drown. Just die. But Sam would have to watch me, just like Lucifer made him in the cage. Knocking me out will have to do for now, but I want more. I don’t want to live for this.” Sam almost closes the journal, he hardly remembered that. In fact, it never happened. You had made that situation of him knocking you out up in your head. “January 15, 2013- "I’m so selfish, taking what I want and calling it mine. But I’m helpless, clinging to a little bit of spine. The demons rush me, telling me I’m running out of time. They shush me when I try to tell Sam. I feel like I’m walking across a fragile line.” He remembers you tryng to tell him something, but always zoning out and telling him 'nevermind’. “March 9, 2013- I sold my soul. The demon, coincidentally told me my soul was 'holey’. Parts were missing. Those parts were either in the cage or in Sam, but I didn’t care. Sam will be happy once I die, I only got 5 months, the devil is truly holding me down.” Tears are running down Sam’s face. “May 5, 2013- Sam just had his birthday. And I left. I snuck out to go to another bar, drink more, spend my last few months in misery. I got knocked out in a bar fight, didn’t come home for a day. Sam yelled at me but I told him it was fine. This is what I live for. He held me and told me it was okay.” Sam couldn’t believe what you had been going through and you didn’t tell him. “June 24, 2013- My last summer with Sam. Its fun to think about my deal, having sold my soul to a 3 piece, and the special thing we agreed on. He isn’t going to send hellhounds, I am going to hang myself and Lucifer is going to cheer me on. Its funny how much I’ve been praying for Sam lately, so he’ll be happy when I’m gone. I guess I truly am holy.” Sam notced there is only one more entry and he doesn’t want to read it, but he does. “August 9, 2013- This is my last entry. I have the rope ready, just called Sam on his hunt and told him the last info on the thing he’s hunting so he won’t suspect anything. I talked to Satan, he said he’ll hold my feet down while I strangle, to make sure I don’t get away. He sure is sweet like that. I love you Sam, goodbye.” And just like that, he remembered seeing you hanging there after Dean and him got back. He remembered the smell of your rotting corpse, and how Dean had to take you down because Sam couldn’t. He remembered how much he missed you, but knew that you didn’t miss him.