Is it bad that basically the only thing I want from the next season of Boardwalk Empire is for Richard to finally get a decent lay? Like, from somebody who actually wants to be with him and doesn’t look at him like he makes her want to vomit?
IS THAT REALLY TOO MUCH TO ASK, TERENCE WINTER, YOU RUINER OF LIVES???
Accurate reblog of my post-finale thoughts. I want Richard to go on a super revenge spree, then find a nice lady and have a real life. Not that I would ever want him to leave the show, but still…
Felt good about myself for about two hours, now I’m sad and confused and over-thinking and being dumb. I thought it wasn’t going to bother me but clearly it is. I just fail to understand how I can have an amazing semester at grad school, do better than I expected grades-wise, get a fantastic job, and still beat myself up over something where I don’t think I did anything wrong or could have changed the circumstances.
Also I think mostly I’m tired and didn’t sleep last night and instead of being cold and getting sadder I should try to pack and think about being home with Megan and superhero clothes and baking and seeing my family and feeling proud of myself again.