This is my last post for 2022. I’m sincerely thankful for lots of warm support and friendship from all of you :-))) Have a wonderful christmas and a happy new year, my dear Tumblr’s friends. See you again next year with brightest smile :-D
I haven’t really been vocal about it on here but I cannot take this any longer. I need everyone on this site to read at least one Poirot novel so they can sympathise with what the fuck I’m going through here. I have been utterly enraptured by this little Belgian man. I need you all to understand that this guy is a fucking freak in a way that is like heroin to me. I cannot stop. Maybe my favourite autistic representation of all time. His transmasc swag broke the fucking charts. His sauce is out of this world. His smoke is tougher than diamonds. He is a hater. He throws vegetables at people. I need him carnally
Just realized the biggest irony in having Miles take the fall for burning the Mona Lisa. Miles made an entire career out of taking credit for other people's achievements and always having a "disruptor" take the fall when one of his idiotic ideas might backfire on him.
But when Helen (yes it was actually Helen who burned the mona Lisa) burns the most famous art piece in the world, all his disruptors plan to blame him. Talk about comeuppance.
Before the game, David is giggling at whatever Robby is saying, Benny's confused looking at Knies as he zips in and out - and Reavo, I don't really know.