There's nowt as queer as folk...
Aug. 8th, 2005 01:56 amI should be studying.
And I have been, really. But I had to post something about this.
Queer as Folk is over, and while I'm happy that it ended so beautifully, I am also heartbroken. You let these damn people come into your lives, and then you oh-so-reluctantly fall in love with them, slowly and trepidatiously, and then things are great for a while, when all of a sudden, bang! they start to dick you over, repeatedly, without lube, although leaving you with the slightest hint of who they used to be, just to make sure you keep you coming around begging for more, and then finally, they just walk out of your life with the most beautiful goodbye fuck ever.
And you're left lying there going, How the hell did this just happen?
I feel like Brian.
I'm going to miss you so bad, Queer as Folk, even if you are exactly like that boyfriend that everyone goes through at least once. You know the one I mean. The one that was terrible in their greatness and great in their terribleness. This is like Buffy, all over again, except now there really are no little people left who will come into my room every week, and keep me posted on their lives. Fuckers.
You guys were real, and I loved, no, I still love you. And I wish that I could keep watching and find out what happens next.
Goodbye, Queer as Folk. I think I have to go to bed now, and perhaps cry a bit.
"Mourn the losses because they are many, but celebrate the victories because they are few."
And I have been, really. But I had to post something about this.
Queer as Folk is over, and while I'm happy that it ended so beautifully, I am also heartbroken. You let these damn people come into your lives, and then you oh-so-reluctantly fall in love with them, slowly and trepidatiously, and then things are great for a while, when all of a sudden, bang! they start to dick you over, repeatedly, without lube, although leaving you with the slightest hint of who they used to be, just to make sure you keep you coming around begging for more, and then finally, they just walk out of your life with the most beautiful goodbye fuck ever.
And you're left lying there going, How the hell did this just happen?
I feel like Brian.
I'm going to miss you so bad, Queer as Folk, even if you are exactly like that boyfriend that everyone goes through at least once. You know the one I mean. The one that was terrible in their greatness and great in their terribleness. This is like Buffy, all over again, except now there really are no little people left who will come into my room every week, and keep me posted on their lives. Fuckers.
You guys were real, and I loved, no, I still love you. And I wish that I could keep watching and find out what happens next.
Goodbye, Queer as Folk. I think I have to go to bed now, and perhaps cry a bit.
"Mourn the losses because they are many, but celebrate the victories because they are few."
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Date: 2005-08-11 07:14 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-12 12:14 am (UTC)And thanks especially much for the feedback, it makes me feel all tingly and delicious.
You rock.