basically, this.Sam: what do you want me to do? Fake it?
Dean: Yes, absolutely. Fake it. Fake it 'till you make it.
Sam: What happened to you wanting me to be all honest?
Dean: Hey. You wanna be a real boy, Pinocchio, you gotta act the part.
Sam: I was faking it, Dean. Ever since we got back on the road together. I was picking every frickin' word. It's exhausting.
just realized that "fake it 'till you make it" basically describes me when it comes to my family a lot of other stuff. you know, pretend nothing is wrong - stick my head in the sand, that kind of thing.
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