It hit me.
It just hit me that I’m never going to have a new episode of PLL again. I’m not talking about the bs of PLL that’s been the last two years, I’m talking about when there was no pressure to really know who A is. When the girls were just living and figuring out themselves in a world of A. Growing up with characters. Living through the characters. There literally will never be another moment like this for me. I’m too old to have these connections with teens again. This. This brought tears to my eyes. I’m actually hurt right now. Spencer, Aria, Hanna, Emily, Alison, Mona, Ezra, Caleb, Toby: they’re all just names now. There’s no more first kisses or new feelings. The story is o v e r. really over. No more Tuesday nights. No more theories. No more praying for an outcome you know Marlene would never allow. This is so wild to me. I somehow feel older today. I became an adult today. Somehow my childhood ended yesterday and it just now hit me.
