I cried. I cried a lot. I always cry when I’m confused or overwhelmed.
I cried because I love Aziraphale and Crowley so much that I couldn't think straight.
I cried for a multitude of reasons, not all of them good.
This is my love letter to the two idiots who turned my life upside down when I thought it had finally settled down.
This is my love letter to the fandom that welcomed and understood me.
Is it the best ending?
Is it the ending I wanted?
I loved some things. I didn't love others.
For me, it's never black and white. Never. I always see shades of grey. Shades of grey are my life. For better or worse.
I cried. I cried a lot. I always cry when I'm confused or overwhelmed.
I cried because I love Good Omens so much that I can't think straight.
I cried because it’s over. The good things will stay good forever, and the disappointing things will stay disappointing forever.
That’s how I feel. Why give me Crowley and Aziraphale, and then take them away?















