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Do I like the TV show Girls?


Warning. This is a shitpost. I am just here. I want something to do rather than look at Zoe Kazan and sigh.

I am friends with someone and it's basically an abusive relationship. I don't think they do it on purpose but I think it's something I need to get out of. I can't. I have nowhere else to go. These are isolated times. I keep saying they will only appreciate me when I am dead. Time to die.

So do I like Girls?

Fucked if I know. I have watched it all twice so there must be something. The characters are in general awful (even Shoshanna has her moments) and some of them are fucking hateful. It's made by rich entitled people who are trying so hard to shock because they can. The storylines are not great except for now and again where they are incredible. The ending of the whole thing sucks because they basically cheat.

So do I like Girls?

Thinking about it. Probs not. I should really watch it again though. It's something I would like to talk through with someone but there is no-one out there.

There is no-one in the world and no-one on the Internet.

So we'll go with no then.

But Zoe Kazan though. Sigh. It's probs not Zoe Kazan it's just the people she plays I think. It's like someone knocked all the annoying out of Zooey Deschanel.

How can I stop being friends with someone without being mean. I mean I HAVE to spend time with this person for reasons. To give you an idea of the level of our relationship I know the name of her first girlfriend. She doesn't even know what month my birthday is in ( I have told her). She likes the drama and she lives for attention. I am struggling to take the attention away. I try. For example I deliberately took some time away from her yesterday because she had been mean to me the day before. I then spent all that day (and I do mean ALL that day) messaging her. She then no longer needed me so she ignored me all night only to complain about Natasha Bedingfield. I sent Alice Glass to shout at her although I am not sure it's legal to like Crystal Castles anymore.

I realise I am shouting into the void here. I realise that. Nearly 2000 people have been here (mostly by accident) but no-one has ever said hi. Bad writing is not what the internet is for. It's for Girls to show the universe how great they are.

Just like Girls. 

(Zoe Kazan is not in Girls as far as I can remember).

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