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Reminder that if you follow me for Ghost content, go to @gasolineghuleh now for main line Ghost stuff. Just inject it. Right over there.
I’m honestly so incredibly hurt and betrayed right now. This last episode didn’t even feel plausible. It was so poorly edited, scripted, shot, acted, and just...it was just bad. They queerbaited us for SEVEN YEARS and then pulled this shit. Ever since that first episode, (”Dinner?” “Starving.”) I have been waiting. I knew that this would culminate in something excellent, something beautiful, something worth the wait, something...lovely. As a member of the LGBTQ audience myself, I am stunned. I am shocked. I am appalled. I am disgusted.
I was teased and strung along. I got hints of what was on the horizon. I got red herrings. I got a burning fucking lamp that never went out. And then I receive the last episode as a thanks for all of my patience and devotion. All of my patience that was spent waiting to see love. I know in my heart that they were supposed to be a thing...and the directors pussied out. Mainstream media has no desire for us. That’s what this experience has told me.
Make sure you reblog this post, because I was just informed that there is, in fact, a complaint section on the BBC that you can use to file a complaint. I don’t know what it will do, but it may do something. Link
I’ll still be making Ghost content on this blog, don’t worry. I made the other as a catalogue to penis and thirst.
Trying so hard to finish this thesis paper by midnight, and hoooo lawd I got some stress.
New hair, oh yes.
I’m feeling despondent and detached. Maybe I should try something new this week. Some song writing, maybe.
So I’m like, 100% not okay recently. Anxiety and stress and overwhelming loneliness are definitely a thing in my life currently, and honestly, I’m getting sick of dealing with all of it.
Pretty tired of every plan in my life falling through, at this point. Can I have one thing that works, please? One band that stays together, one painting that works, one song that clicks, one friend that stays?