Shonda Rimes,you a rude bitch. A brilliant bitch, but a rude one. Who the hell do you think you are, comin’ up in my life, making me feel all types of irrational feels about fictional characters. Kinda shit is that? Nobody asked you to bring this show into my life and turn me into some kind of scripted drama conspiracy theorist, trying to calculate your every move with these characters, who have warped my sense of reality. No ma’am, I did not ask for this, but praise you for ruining my life. Oh and ABC, you can still go fuck yourself. Why in the actual godforsaken FUCK did you only order 7 episodes of this?? Did you forget that Shonda Rimes aka Television Jesus, was writing this show, because she’s only given you Grey’s and Private Practice. Get your lives together.
Where in Shondaland do I begin with the season finale. Thangs happend. Game changing thangs happened that reaffirmed my thoughts on certain aint shit motherbitches, and made me rethink a few other folks.
robert downey jr’s face was meant to be on cats okay
#died
IT’S BACK I THOUGH I’D NEVER FIND IT AGAIN
MY WHOLE DAY IS PERFECT NOW
HHHHHHERBS.
