Ms. Terious's Journal
A small black journal lies open on the desk, a pencil lying across the pages. Inside, filling said pages, one finds thoughts, expressions of feeling, drawings, and random flights of fantasy...
Dean: I’ll stay here and hook-up with the posse. Because you know me, I’m a posse magnet. I mean I love posse. I’m gonna make that into a t-shirt.
I <3 Supernatural