he's forty years old. he's babygirl. he's unhinged. he's creating problems for himself and everyone else. he's god's favorite punching bag. he's a whore. he's pathetic. he's my poor little meow meow
backward into first causes—stone in the pond of things,
splash splash—or we throw ourselves into the future.
we all move forward anyway. ripples in all directions.
what is a ghost?
— landscape with fruit rot and millipede, by richard silken
making my return with another "i watched something and i don't know how to recommend it to others so i made a powerpoint" post!
come scream with me, it's fun in here, i promise. don't you want to watch a legitimately good crime show with real heart to it. don't you want to get hopelessly invested in a homoerotic duo. the door is wide open!
oh, and additionally: a link to my favorite (spoiler-free) review of the series. and a link to another good one.
i’ve recently watched Beyond evil (was very apprehensive, ‘cause k-drama+serial killers are too scary sometimes; but all of my friends kept recommending it! And I am glad they did! Was impressed!) and I distinctly remember thinking: ”phew, thanks all the gods I am so not into middle aged men and baby-faced beauties and even if their chemistry is off the charts, I am perfectly content with the ending and definitely do not need to read fics abt them or god forbid to draw any of them!”