sigh, breaking my heart GA
remember back when I was young how my favorite character was Alex becuase he was all dark and twisty... and there were all these roads inside his head that no one had yet bothered mapping? and remember how no matter how bad it got; no matter how many bullets weaved their way through his chest; no matter how many crazy bitches broke his heart; no matter how many family members screwed up, he always had Meredith Grey there, somehow his best friend and confidant? Do you remember that? Good. Hold on to it, capture it, taste it even.
BECAUSE FUCKING SHONDA FUCKING RHIMES HAS RUINED IT.
for ever. I can't. guys. I can't. they were my muse. because no matter how bad it got, she could always sort of fix him; or at least find all the pieces so Addison could come and fix him. or even Izzie, I'd let Izzie come and fix him if it meant she'd also fix the friendship of all friendships.
i'm just so sad. and he moved out by the end of the day. just like she told him too. and that douche bag made sure that she got her baby. and those eyes, he was all like, please, I'm trying, but I'm also growing up [don't you think it's time you grew up too?]
but it doesn't matter. because shonda rhimes ruined it.
oh. and also.
bitch better watch her back because I'm coming for her. and then. then. then i'm going to...
and i'm not going to regret it at all.
in other news, I've written myself into fic corner, mostly because my medical knowledge comes down to it's either cancer or appendicitis, and like, really, the poor appendix is so over done in fic and in real life [it's just not cool anymore, brah] but i'm not going to give poor woobie Jeremy Gilbert cancer [mostly because A, not the point of fic, and B, the only thing I know about cancer is what I know from So Weird and A Walk to Remember, good research movies, y'all]. so I don't know what to do. and it's frustrating.
BECAUSE FUCKING SHONDA FUCKING RHIMES HAS RUINED IT.
for ever. I can't. guys. I can't. they were my muse. because no matter how bad it got, she could always sort of fix him; or at least find all the pieces so Addison could come and fix him. or even Izzie, I'd let Izzie come and fix him if it meant she'd also fix the friendship of all friendships.
i'm just so sad. and he moved out by the end of the day. just like she told him too. and that douche bag made sure that she got her baby. and those eyes, he was all like, please, I'm trying, but I'm also growing up [don't you think it's time you grew up too?]
but it doesn't matter. because shonda rhimes ruined it.
oh. and also.
bitch better watch her back because I'm coming for her. and then. then. then i'm going to...
and i'm not going to regret it at all.
in other news, I've written myself into fic corner, mostly because my medical knowledge comes down to it's either cancer or appendicitis, and like, really, the poor appendix is so over done in fic and in real life [it's just not cool anymore, brah] but i'm not going to give poor woobie Jeremy Gilbert cancer [mostly because A, not the point of fic, and B, the only thing I know about cancer is what I know from So Weird and A Walk to Remember, good research movies, y'all]. so I don't know what to do. and it's frustrating.