Can you feel the soothing waves of relief washing over you, with the knowledge that after this, only one more excruciating episode of Pretty Little Liars will ever darken you life?
We’re almost free.
I can’t do this, anymore.
Just let it be over. Please.
Only thirteen episodes to go. God save me.
I fucking told you.
Oh, get real. You know better than to trust anything PLL shows you.
If they can retcon Mona’s dead body, then a flimsy text isn’t out of the question.
Can you imagine, though?
Well, PLL has officially, 100% jumped the shark. Hard.
You thought that Ravenswood crap was terrible?
Oh, honey. You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.
Sadly, it’s not Toby.
And I’m not going to tell you who does die.
Until after this sentence.
Like, really? Decent bodies are a dime a dozen for models-slash-actors. Are we expected to fall passionately in love with Blakey Baby Mouth?
Tim might have been fake as fuck, but so is everything about this show, so it’s not like that was a handicap.
The important thing is, Zack is expanding his age barrier horizons.
Maybe one day he’ll actually land at something within 10 years of himself? Read More…