I Don’t Know How Taissa Got Into Law School After Misty Absolutely DEMOLISHED Her In That Trial She

"who the fuck is Lottie Matthews?"

The fact that Travis sleeps surrounded by Javi’s drawings and holding his little wolf figurine makes me feel physically ill

being a nat stan is like…. seeing this amazingly complex character with more baggage than you can imagine for the first time and thinking “wow i really love her and i can’t wait to see more of her! i’m so glad she survived!”

and then you watch her go through the nastiest most horrific shit past AND present day…THEN SHE DIES. and then you think “this cannot POSSIBLY get worse for me….she’s DEAD. she DIED when she FINALLY WANTED TO LIVE…VIA FENTANYL…WHEN SHE WAS CLEAN. HER DEATH WAS RULED AN OVERDOSE WHEN SHE WAS FINALLY CLEAN AND MAKING PEACE WITH HERSELF. HOW COULD THIS POSSIBLY GET WORSE FOR ME?”

and then season 3 comes out…and you’re forced to watch her younger self go through shit that SOMEHOW makes her HORRIFIC DEATH look PEACEFUL. she is FIGHTING FOR HER LIFE left and right and just when you think “okay this is the worst of it” IT SOMEHOW GETS WORSE.

anyways….safe to say we deserved the satisfaction of this episode. she finally caught a fucking win.

The adult timeline version of Nat is really starting to take shape. I can absolutely hear Juliette Lewis in her delivery!

bow chicka wow wow

Franz Kafka, 1912

To be a cute farm boy who works all day on the field and comes back home to his wifey who takes good care of him *dreamy sighs*

on my knees begging to be someone’s butch husband. i have a carnal desire to fix things around the house in my boxers. make sure my femme’s gas tank is full. mow the lawn in shorts in and a wife pleaser. build a coop for the chickens she rescued. plant vegetables in our little garden. cook meals on lazy weekends. cuddle while watching a movie. enjoy the easy silence between us.

Woke up with a visceral need to be holding a pretty girl while she puts little sleepy kisses on my neck