I have been having a rough day physically, so I decided to rewatch a certain episode of Dexter, thinking it’ll make me happy. Why do I ever think these things will make me happy?
Hey, little brother
And then they play catch with the dude’s head and he’s like “you used to love to play” and then the road trip with speeding and shooting guns out the window and loud music and smiles while looking at each other and “wouldn’t it have been more fun to kill her than fuck her?” and “this is the life I always wanted for you” and “uh oh, Biney’s maaaad” and “we had a plan Dexter, just you and me” AND “BABY BROTHER…” and this
AKJFDHFLAGKDGJGH WHY AM I DOING THIS TO MYSELF THIS IS A FORM OF TORTURE