i really hope the lesbians remain the most wholesome, uncomplicated, drama-free part of this wonderful mess
(not that i expect that, or expect anything to be sacred in this delightful clusterfuck of a show)
but for the comedy.
picture this: it's episode nine or so, and we the audience are sobbing and screaming at our screens, everything is Literally On Fire, while the angriest, shoutiest rock song blares gratingly loud to underscore it all
and then we hard-cut to The Girls.
in a meadow.
having a goddamn picnic.












