First off, Purgatory is crap. It friggin’ sucks here; and despite knowing that you’ll never get this, I decided to write to you just to keep myself sane. This downsized version of hell sucks even more because I have an angel with me who wants to befriend every friggin’ freak ass monster we come across.
Sure, there are some that he knows we have to stay away from and he’s good in a fight, I mean, despite being off his rocker, he’s still an angel. But there are other times that I have to wonder just how friggin’ messed up you were for him to be like this. Right now he’s in the middle of “talking” with a bunch of cockroaches about the travesty of being left behind in the food chain. Well, I guess they aren’t really cockroaches since they can eat your face off in one gulp, but that’s what they look like; makes me think of Will Smith in Men in Black.
And what’s worse is he’s still on some weird ass love kick. I swear to God, if Cas tries to hug me again, I am going to push him into the next Jefferson Starship I see. Despite that fact, and the fact that I wish I had the old Cas back, this one is better than being stuck here alone, I guess. However, I think I better go try and pry Cas away from these little monsters, they’re kinda lookin’ at him now like he might be a delicious and nutritious snack. That’s all I need, monsters devouring my friggin’ angel while he’s trying to commune with nature and singing Kumbaya.
Get your shit together and get me the hell outta here!