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The fact that im getting raw dogged by life everyday. Don’t have any medication to take the edge off. Nor any addiction, I don’t even got a religion or spirituality to fall back on. Im facing this life stone cold sober every goddamn day??? Why???

pedro pascal doesn’t owe you shit.

it is absolutely fine to be disappointed by his absence at cannes. i am too. but he does not have to be there.

for whatever reason he’s pulling away from the attention. the esquire article talked about how guarded he is and his socials have really slowed down. maybe he’s unprepared or overwhelmed by all the tlou hype. i mean his follower count went up by the tens of thousands the day after the premiere. that’s insane.

but some of you have lost the plot. the ones wearing d*ddy’s little girl shirts in fucking public and yelling d*ddy at him at events and trying to convince everyone whether he’s queer or not and complaining there isn’t an explicit scene of him fucking in the strange way of life. it’s not a gay porn made for your fetish. ‘oh but narcos!!’ that’s called characterization. read literally any article from almodovar and understand why sex isn’t the point.

interacting with paparazzi content and making cute little edits - jfc. that’s creating demand and supply and paparazzi know no fucking boundaries. man’s got anxiety and no doubt the paps and fans watching his every move are probably making that worse.

let him make movies and rotate through his four shirts in peace. pedro pascal doesn’t owe anyone shit.

Joseph Quinn made the choice to continue to do what he loves, but that doesn't mean that he isn't scared. Stop trying to downplay it because some of you don't want to admit that some of you guys had a role in that. He looks fucking stressed, he's pointed out how disgusting some of your behavior is. You know what, it's fucking brave of him to still continue to do it despite the fact that he's been stalked, harassed, his friends had been harassed, and he was nearly pushed in front of the way of a moving car. I know he's fucking scared. I see that same look in the mirror. I live in fear of one day that my brother will snap and kill us all. I still do my best to take care of him because he's my brother, and I still remember when he was good, when his illness still hasn't taken over. I know what it's like to love someone, to love something and still be afraid of it. It only takes one crazy fan to kill someone. So don't downplay it because Joseph Quinn made a choice by doing what he loves.

Bitches are able to read hardcore bdsm porn fanfiction with a straight face but start to grin and squeak like an idiot as soon there is the smallest fluff.

That’s me, I’m bitches.

saying “aw baby it’s okay” to a sub who’s writhing around from overstimulation, sobbing and out of it, is top ten best dom moments over. makes me giddy.