But Beauty Is Not The Madness

What if video games and the entertainment industry at large is keeping us distracted while also taking in personal information about every user of every demographic... what if?!

I’ve been binging this show, and there are just too many moments where I’m yelling at the screen, “The Gay!” Mostly at interactions between Clarke and Lexa. And now I can’t do that.... why must all the best characters die?

No. I am not accepting her death. What about THE GAY? You can’t have us rooting for them for two seasons and as soon as they get together SHE DIES! Unacceptable! I am so butthurt over this, how do I finish this show?

So, like, I’ve fallen behind on the technological times and don’t know where to go to stream my favourite show. Any recommendations for sites to use to watch Orphan Black?

Daaaaaayum!!! I was terrified the entire first episode. Can I just say I’m loving the Ginger Snaps reference? There’s something in the woods? Sarah falls into a dead dog! Where are the gif comparisons??

That is a comparison between the very first episode of the show and the first episode of season four? Analysis between what we thought we knew about Beth and what she actually experienced? How Sarah did the exact same thing Beth did and was successful whereas Beth was not?

Like, that wasn't in the books, desired, but not planned for??? How did that happen? Where did you come from, wonderful human being? My life is forever changed? Because of one weekend? Like, whaaaat? 

Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Pretend that went on forever. So. I worked at a cafe for a year and I remember seeing this one guy that I thought was super cool. Super chill tatted biker type. Told one of my co-workers that I might have had the hots for him. Turns out he has the hots for me~ But I dunno what I should do?? He's twice my age. And has kids, which is normally a turn off for me. >.> they're closer to my age, though. I don't want to be that person...

Because I’m sick of nearly dying every year. I’m fighting for myself now. I’m dancing for myself. I wanna learn acrobatic flips. I want to learn how to use my body in ways I only dreamt about. I’m gunna fucking join capoeira because it looks dope, and I feel ready for a damn challenge.

Been in transition for five and a half years, look nothing like I expected. I don’t think I look like the butch girl I once was, nor the guy that wanted to join the military as soon as I turned 18, nor the femme fag that came after. I am simply... vitur. One who holds wisdom. One who heals. (And one who wishes they could pose topless in any other way.)