‘clair de lune’ by debussy but you’re wandering down the halls of your wealthy reclusive uncle’s grand and empty mansion trying to find who’s playing the piano because you haven’t seen another soul for weeks except your reflection in the mirror (youtube)
i normally hate it when people say stuff like this, but if you didn’t experience whatever that emotion was last night, you simply won’t get it. we can’t explain it to you, im sorry but you had to be there. you either invented a new emotion when you heard about the destiel confession or you’re normal and you’ll never get it.
i genuinely don’t know what that emotion was, but it was good and im gonna be chasing that high for the rest of my life
