Lost tweakend
This is probably the nootropics (I took to facilitate my week-long Lost marathon) talking but I kinda wanted those old-timey dudes from Milton’s Paradise Lost at the beginning of the 2009 season finale—Jacob and what’s his face—to hate-fuck on the beach. I will raise this point during brunch.
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