Happiness is...
Blueberries in winter
The smell of an ancient book in the cellar of your public library
Warm summer rain
Pushing the snooze button, knowing you have another half hour to sleep
Orange juice
Laugh lines
A cat on your lap (even though you're allergic)
Supernatural
The sound of snow under your shoes
The tang of the sea in your nostrils
Hearing your friend's voice for the first time on the phone
Strawberry Chapstick, when you need it most
The beat your heart skips when you get that long-awaited message from that special someone
Run, by Snow Patrol
A full bookshelf
Watching Lord of the Rings with your mother and knowing all the quotes
The smell of a puppy after its bath
The city at three am
Wood crackling in the fireplace
The Division Bell
Knowing that no matter what, your friends have your back
Posters
The Rubix cube on your bedside table that you haven't the guts to unmake
Watching sand fall through an hourglass
Driving with the windows open in the midst of winter
Chocolate
Air that smells of Jasmine
Crying
Pulling all-nighters for three days because you know you were needed
Hand-me-downs
A glass quill-pen
Watching grandpa's wrinkled hands as he cuts fruit
Old paper
Remembering
Writing by hand
Forgetting
Her hair, no matter what the color
His eyes, deeper than you remember
Curling into a ball under the covers
Waking up in someone's arms
Realising you don't care anymore
Making hand-molds out of hot wax
Looking around your room and realising that if you threw anything out you would lose part of yourself
Fighting
...and winning
Happiness is the last thing an angel feels.














Comments
And what's with quoting "Happiness is the last thing an angel feels" from a slash fic ?
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Dean never thought he could be gay and needy.
Until he met his guardian-peeping angel, Castiel.
Sam never thought Dean could be taken away from him.
Until he saw those two's long lingering glances at each other.
And what specifics would you like?
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Eric Kripke owns my soul...
Jensen and Jared own my heart...
And Misha takes my breath away...
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Dean never thought he could be gay and needy.
Until he met his guardian-peeping angel, Castiel.
Sam never thought Dean could be taken away from him.
Until he saw those two's long lingering glances at each other.
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[link] he must grow!
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Drawing crap is better than not drawing at all...
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"Bitch, pay me."
"Later?"
"Okay, I'll see you later."
DUDE. FIRST SNOW TODAY. It started this morning and picked up during the day. *grooooan*
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"A supernova is about a billion suns.
A sun is about a billion Earth's.
And Earth is about six billion people.
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No matter how small you think you are, you're not thinking small enough." - Max
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Eric Kripke owns my soul...
Jensen and Jared own my heart...
And Misha takes my breath away...
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Eric Kripke owns my soul...
Jensen and Jared own my heart...
And Misha takes my breath away...
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