Jesus, Dexter! What are you so fucking scared of? You make yourself into a monster so you no longer bear responsibility for what you do. 'Ah, I can't help it— I'm a monster.' 'Oh, of course I was gonna do that— I'm a monster.' It’s sad. And it’s pathetic. And it breaks my heart.
"Okay, I’m just going to sit here until he gets back, I’m just going to sit here."
"When I came back, you remember I had a bandage on my ankle? I told you I slipped on the ice on the front walk. I was actually in a car accident. It was no big deal. Anyway, they took me to the hospital and I called him and he came down to get me, and on the way he stopped off and met some friends to get a beer."
#I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHICH PART OF THIS TO TAG FEELS ABOUT #the first gif is like he can’t even process the idea of this fucking douchebag #because donna is a fucking angel #and just YES YOU ARE BETTER THAN MY OLD BOYFRIEND #come the fuck on #like i just cease to function because THE LOVE #THERE IS A LOT OF IT #AND ALSO A MASSIVE DOLLOP OF SEXUAL TENSION #I’M JUST SAYING IF YOU WERE IN AN ACCIDENT I WOULDN’T STOP FOR A BEER #(because yes that is boss/assistant level friendship for you??? ARE WE ALREADY AT JOSH BEING HER RUSH-TO-THE-HOSPITAL PERSON AT THIS POINT?? #(yes yes we are) #IF YOU WERE IN AN ACCIDENT I WOULDN’T STOP FOR RED LIGHTS #*explosions fireworks orgasms confetti a choir of angels balloons imploding pinatas EVERYTHING THE WORLD EXPLODES* #and we are done
"I would NEVER have guessed you had anxiety and depression issues ! You’re always so confident and everything !”