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[exbloodjunkie]

I want a dog.
Is that too much to as for? It's all I ever wanted.
I had one before, very briefly. His name was Bones. I got him when I ran away and ended up getting this nice little setup in Flagstaff. For the first time ever I was completely free to do whatever I wanted. It only lasted for two weeks though.

Seriously though. I really want a dog.

_{[And then Sam has a moment of why did I even say any of that?]}

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[exbloodjunkie]

_{[If Sam had this conversation already, he might've been able to steer the conversation elsewhere. Maybe.]}

I didn't know, Dean. I'm sorry that it was bad for you, I really am. But I can't be blamed for not wanting to be a part of that. I was a kid. I hated moving and changing schools all the time. Don't say you never wanted different, either.

[theusualsuspect]

What I wanted was for us to be a family! To stick together. Look out for one another like families are supposed to. I was scared, Sammy. Every time you left- Every time you disappeared-

[God damn he needs to shut up.]

Just.. forget it. Forget I mentioned it again.

[exbloodjunkie]

I'm so sorry. I can't change any of that and I didn't look at it that way at the time. If I did, things would be different. You're all I've got.