Joining the Supernatural fandom is like signing a lifetime contract for hunting ghosts and eating pie.
I don’t need coffee to stay awake, I just need another season of Supernatural.
In the Supernatural world, the only thing scarier than a demon is running out of popcorn.
Sometimes I wish I had a Supernatural salt gun to deal with annoying people.
If Dean Winchester can survive hell, I can survive Mondays.
The only thing scarier than a ghost is a Supernatural hiatus.
My life motto: saving people, hunting things, eating pie.
Don’t judge me, I’m just following the Winchester’s guide to life.
I don’t need a therapy session, I just need a Supernatural marathon.
In the Supernatural world, it’s not about how many friends you have, it’s about how many ghosts you’ve killed.
If I had a dollar for every time a Supernatural character came back from the dead, I could afford to hunt monsters full-time.
I may not have a Supernatural tattoo, but I have a Supernatural binge-watching session scheduled for tonight.
In the Supernatural universe, salt is not just for food, it’s a defense mechanism.
My love for Supernatural is stronger than Dean Winchester’s love for pie.
If ghosts were real, I would have called the Winchester brothers a long time ago.
I don’t need a day off, I just need a new episode of Supernatural.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m more afraid of ghosts or the Supernatural fandom’s reaction to a season finale.
If I had a dollar for every time I cried during a Supernatural episode, I could buy the Impala.
If I had a Supernatural superpower, it would be the ability to binge-watch all 15 seasons in one sitting.
The only thing scarier than a demon is seeing the Supernatural series finale approaching.
If I had the Winchester brothers as roommates, I would never have to worry about things going bump in the night.
Just like Sam and Dean Winchester, I never leave home without my salt and holy water.
I don’t need luck when I have the Winchester brothers on my side.
I’m not superstitious, I’m just a Supernatural fan.
Supernatural taught me that family doesn’t end with blood, it ends with a shared love for the Winchesters.
In the Supernatural world, pie comes before saving people.
Wearing plaid is my way of paying tribute to the Winchester brothers.
If I had a penny for every time the Impala saved the day, I could buy a fleet of classic cars.
In the Supernatural universe, canned food is a hunter’s best friend.
I’m not afraid of ghosts, I’m just afraid of never getting to see the Winchester brothers on my TV screen again.
Supernatural is the reason I have trust issues with angels.
If I had a dollar for every time Sam Winchester died, I could afford a lifetime supply of salt.
My love for Supernatural is like Dean Winchester’s love for his baby—unbreakable.
In the Supernatural world, there’s no such thing as too much flannel.
If I were a ghost, I would haunt the production set of Supernatural for all eternity.
I don’t need a therapist, I have the Winchester brothers to guide me through life’s toughest moments.
If salt doesn’t work, try screaming ‘Idjit!’ like Bobby Singer.
I don’t need a significant other, I just need a Supernatural marathon partner.
If I were a Winchester brother, my motto would be ‘Saving people, hunting things, and napping in between.’
Supernatural is the reason I have unrealistic expectations for road trips.
In the Supernatural world, a good day involves body swapping and avoiding a demon possession.
My dream job: being a Supernatural consultant for the FBI’s X-Files division.
I don’t need a bodyguard, I just need a Winchester brother by my side.
Supernatural has taught me that the only way to kill a ghost is with witty one-liners.
The Winchester brothers: two parts badass, one part pie enthusiast.
If I had a Supernatural-themed wedding, the cake topper would be an angel and a demon arm wrestling.
Supernatural is the only show where dying and coming back to life is an everyday occurrence.
I wish Cas would teleport me out of boring family gatherings like he does with Sam and Dean.
If I were a Supernatural character, my catchphrase would be ‘salt and sass.’
Supernatural has taught me that the real monsters are the fans going through withdrawal after the series finale.