Somebody please, impregnate this man, he’s so desperate. I volunteer.

One season into Slow Horses, I think River and James should hate fuck.

My guy legit went from we’re probably never gonna win a race again this season to there’s a chance for the championship in the span of weeks and you want me to not be delusional about him getting his fifth? Please, don’t be ridiculous.

River is too cute and broken, I need him to kiss a boy so bad please.

He’s seriously not that subtle with the foreshadowing.

Jesus Christ shut the fuck up before I start screaming and jump off the window.

All these fucking noise like a drill into my brain.

And of course, what a perfect time for an ocd attack, or is it a panic attack this time, wouldn’t know the difference anymore, can’t say I give a fuck either, can’t breathe either way

Can’t even cry, can’t even take a deep breath, can’t even pace the room, because they would know, and they’d look at you like you’re insane. Because you are in fucking fact, insane.

This babygirl is who they call a villain btw.

Insane how I wanna protect a 28 year old white millionaire who doesn’t know I exist with all the life I have left in me.

Unreal.

My awkward ass diva I love you so much.