have you ever thought about what protects our hearts
just a cage of rib bones and other various parts
(via dream-of-electric-sheep)
Source: punctures
So I’m kind of really pissed off right now.
I’ll try not to go into a really long rant, but with these things that I am feeling I suspect that’s going to be very hard, if not impossible.
I’m not sure if anyone will even read this, but I needed to get it off my chest.
In a nutshell: why I’ll probably never be part of the Fringe fandom.
I agree. It’s weird, but Lincoln’s death is making me really resent Peter/Olivia, because I know the fans’ obsession with them getting back together caused this. Instead of having Lincoln become independent and happy, they decided everyone needs to be paired up. So Fauxlivia’s Lincoln (the one she had a history with, shared emotional experiences with) kicks the bucket and we get this contrived pairing of two practical strangers just because he’s played by the same actor.
Source: bettercrazythanboring
I mean jesus, they’ve only met twice… they aren’t friends, they have no history. Lincoln and Our!Lincoln are completely different people. It’s like the writers think “He looks the same, fans just want to see the actors kiss. We’re good.”
They call this stage denial.
JESUS FREAKING CHRISTAJHDAGHJDGHJAGEAHAJKGDHGEAG
New show…new show… preferably a comedy