Dead As A Doorknob

Dead As A Doorknob

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**NOT A SPN fanfic** Dean's windowsill bloomed with violets, although his mind was as dead as a doorknob. He lived in a bland apartment with his cat and his wife, Jill. The problem was, he didn't have an outlet to take his mind off of nothingness, therefore he repeatedly killed his mind in the way you would kill a webpage after a glitch- so, he takes up a rather dangerous hobby.
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