That overwhelming feeling of “fuuuuuck” when you realize you’re only A MONTH into hiatus and you have about 8 months to go. Just think about it; the entire summer, then the entire fall, then PAST christmas until spring. Snow on the ground will have come and gone before the show is back. We’ll be closer to summer ‘18 when the show comes back. Someone getting knocked up around this time will have had their baby by the time the show comes back. I will be a year older. I’m already having mini melt downs daily. Yet Clarke motherfucking Griffin spent 6 years talking to Bellamy, not knowing if he is alive or not. What was I doing 6 years ago, it’s been foreeeever! I’m a completely different person! Fuck, someone give me some of that Clarke Griffin strength and hope because I’m about to go into cardiac arrest right now just thinking about how long hiatus will be. Clarke and Bellamy will have spent over 6 years apart. Yeah guys, I’m about to internally combust. *Loud sounds in the distance*. What you are hearing right now, is the sound of my heart crashing, my lungs giving in, my head exploding and my soul leaving my body. This post was written from the other side.
We need a master plan to prevent Sebastian from always looking so flawless. He needs to be stopped. He's a danger to society.