I want to talk to people but fuck I’m so tired I don’t have the energy to keep up a conversation.
delphine: [long and giddy and flustered explanation implying a reassessment of her sexuality in light of cosima and that she very well may feel the same for cosima as cosima does for her]
cosima: yeah, ditto, obvs
scott: [incredibly heartfelt acknowledgement and appreciation of her as an intelligent and admirable human being first and foremost in the face of learning about both her life-threatening illness and cloneage]
i spent so much of my life being taught to hate famous women that now i find it physically impossible to judge them anymore. Beyoncé could pierce her entire face n I’d be like that’s her choice. Kristen Stewart could yell “fuck you” at a small child and i’d be like yeah, fuck that kid! Nicki Minaj could kill a man and I’d be like he probably deserved it
okay, but let’s take a moment to acknowledge the constant irony of karma ashcroft.
she apologizes to amy for being so self-centered, in a conversation that accidentally becomes all about her, then proceeds to apologize for that, but then spends the entire first half of the episode giving amy none of the time or space she’s begging for (albeit for different reasons than karma thinks).
amy i’m sorry right now i want to talk about this right now because even though i’ve finally admitted that i’m a terrible friend, all of this groveling and relationship-mending is going to happen on my schedule and on my terms.
like, i get feeling absolutely awful about your decisions and wanting to expedite the make-up process, but rushing/crowding the person you hurt completely misses the point of trying to be a better friend.
Please excuse me while I walk over your husband’s corpse like he’s nothing and upon entering the room, ignore your traumatised child in his crib and instead clutch your lifeless body in a demonstration of my love for you: creepy and entirely unhelpful
i love how everyone just knows what this is referencing
i dont and i am slightly mortified