I don't understand tumblr. Or anything it asks me.
I don’t know how to be. My feelings can’t even handle me right now.
I should not be this invested in every promotional shot that appears for a quirky lawyer show but at the same time jesus fucking christ. And how are you supposed to read all the season three spoilers and STILL HAVE ANY SORT OF WHAT EVEN ARE THEY DOING IS THAT THE BEACH HOUSE IS IT NOT SO MUCH A BEACH EPISODE AS LITERALLY A SUMMER AT THE BEACH??? That’s what they seem to be describing isn’t it, and I don’t know how to keep that level of sheer awesome in anything like control when it’s paired with piers fucking morgan in my fucking canon and a girlfriend, and maybe it’ll be fine, except nothing’s fine, but it looks achingly beautiful and waistcoat and magic and beach and nudity and kelp and love but god.
The most beautiful and perfect thing in the world was never supposed to be in a show like Franklin and Bash, I know that, it’s nobody’s fault, it just happened and now we have to live like this.
I haven’t slept in a while.
Azerbaijan put their ghost shadow gay boyfriend love in a box and overwhelmed me and then didn’t even win.
I’m basically a mess.
I find nothing as upsetting as Supernatural fandom having daddy issues in the wrong direction.
Hi tumblr hi. You know how I’m never here? I’m going to be less here.
This isn’t a great philosophical movement, it’s a mere recognition of the fact that my computer can’t stream snooker and load tumblr at the same time. Also I will lose touch with all shows for the next 18 days. So I’ll be back after the May bank holiday. Or sooner than that if a player I love does something incredible [spoiler: they won’t], or if they all lose in the first week and I find snooker less interesting than it once was.
I know you never assume I saw anything anyway, but please assume that more so.
I’m not emotionally prepared for snooker. I wasn’t even emotionally prepared for Jared’s hair so it’s unlikely I’m going to cope with weeks of watching people I love sitting in chairs while their lives crumble into disappointment. Still, I’m going to give it my best shot.