It’s blow your head clean off Wednesday

Let's fucking grab this Wednesday by the nothing

just misread "comparing apples to oranges" as "comparing alphas to omegas" I think I should go and stand on the side of the road with my thumb out and hitchhike to a field in the middle of nowhere and lie down in it and close my eyes and maybe cry a single tear

terrifying when you watch a movie or a show or whatever & youre like that was fun but it felt a little redundant they didnt need to hammer the point home that much & then you go online & theres thousands of people going that was so weird i did not get it what did that mean google.com ending explained please?

i don't care if i sound like a complainer or im beating a dead horse, but all the promotion that tvl is getting—the magazines and episode-breakdown couch convo/podcasts and in-universe commercials and live concerts and tons of alternate previews and fucking fashion designer collaborations—compared to the next to nothing that the previous two black and brown-led seasons got really feels purposeful. like amc got their audience built off of their diverse cast, and now they're shifting to a whiter brand, perhaps what they'd wanted to do all along, and are doing their best to advertise that as much as possible.