OH MY GOODNESS. Okay, I came to your ask to thank you SO much for your kind message, because I'm sort of mass-answering them so I don't flood everyone's dash, but I also just really wanted to let you know how much that message meant to me. I'm also apologizing because I don't know your name and I creepily tried looking around your page and I couldn't find it, so I didn't want you to think me rude for using your username instead! Anyway, just please know how big of a smile your message gave me, it means the world, because I really adore your blog and you are so kind and wonderful to me and I just feel like I don't deserve it! <33
Aw, don’t even worry about it! I don’t know why I don’t have a legitimate ‘about me’ like every other presentable person on Tumblr but it’s Sam for future reference~ :3 Hope you had an awesome birthday!
”I’m terrible. I have absolutely no idea. I’ve also always kind of balked at the concept of ‘the game’. You have all these automaton men going into bars saying the same lines, kind of half-insulting a girl in the hope they’re going to sleep with them.
“It’s just so inappropriate and crass and it takes all the romance and mystery out of courtship and out of meeting someone and just sparking something. I always just like to leave that stuff up to chance.”
This just underlines the exact problem with the television awards season--they always recognize the hot new thing regardless of quality. Boardwalk Empire will have a better season next year but few show have EVER had a stronger season than Mad Men did this year.
No safety or surprise, the end I’ll never look into your eyes…again Can you picture what will be, So limitless and free Desperately in need of some stranger’s hand In a desperate land Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain And all the children are insane, All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain.