ʳᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ ⁿᵉʳᵈ ᵍᵃʸ

"...Me? Flawless? You have not been paying attention. I fell from Heaven—not because I was perfect, but because I doubted. I rebelled. I killed my own kind. I broke the walls of reality itself. I have been mind-controlled, possessed, tortured, and I have failed Dean more times than I can count. I once thought I was God's righteous hand. I was wrong. I once thought I knew what was right. I was wrong again. I am not flawless. I am a collection of mistakes held together by stubborn love and a trench coat that smells like cheap motel shampoo. But perhaps—if you see something 'flawless' in me—it is because I never stopped trying. Not to be perfect. To be better. For Dean. For Sam. For Jack. For every human who believes they are not enough. I am broken, confused, and often clueless about human emotions. But I show up. Every single time. And if that looks like perfection to you? Then you are looking at the wrong angel. You are looking at the effort. And effort, I have learned, is the most beautiful imperfection of all."