#and Gotham is out here carving out my whole intestines with an antique gold ice cream spoon

[psalmsofpsychosis]

me sitting here rocking back and forth like a catatonic disastrous lab experiment as i open Gotham 3x07 before i even got my breakfast like "nothing happens to Nygma and Pinguin nothing happens to Nygma and Pinguin they're fine they're okay i'm fine everything is good—"

#DONT TELL ME NOTHING I LOVE DYING #but also i hurt everything hurts my back hurts my neck hurts my tummy hurts from the whole box of comfort biscuits i'm about to devour #complete with the box #long story short Gotham has miraculously achieved the canon gay ship of all time #second only to hannigram #and that is saying something #and if the show makes me watch #with my own two eyeballs #Nygma fucking over Oswald (which i know he will <3) i will kill #murder even #i'm supposed to try the first round of my newly acquired adhd meds today #and i was warned that it could possibly make me sleepy so anyway lmaoooo we're not doing that today #no sleep no food no water for me on this fine sunday of our lord i NEED to be alert #and make sure i dont miss a single second of the most surreal romance of 21th century #i think i solid short-circuited last night #i mean the whole season has been insanity and amazement on planet earth #as far as Riddler and Pinguin are concerned #but like #i'm used to subpar queer portrayals and lukewarm writers with their pastel aesthetic gays #and Gotham is out here carving out my whole intestines with an antique gold ice cream spoon #i fucking love it when i think ''they're not gonna go there'' and a tv show says ''anyway we went there''