My Shallow two cents:SV

[roxy]

Lord. Lord.

Again I missed the beginning 12 minutes in before I remembered. Fortunately I recorded it.

But when I tuned in to check—I got hooked.
Best fucking show of the season—fucking amazing! And everyone, including Hamsterina did a fucking amazing job! In fact, I may have fallen just a witty itty teeny tiny bit in love with here—she was a *BITCH* tonight. *happy sigh*



I cried. Yes, damn it, I sniveled. They love each other, forever and ever, no matter what. And when Clark said, maybe I gave up on him too soon, I screamed NO, STUPID, NO NO NO!! DON’T DO IT CLARK!!! HE’S REALY NOT GOOD!!!! Jeez, I loved that BDA can’t give up on him.
I love that Lex still want’s to hurt him, because he still loves him.
I love that Lana is a lying bitch with a heart of stone when she wants to be that away—wow!! Good turning the knife, bitch! *admires* I would have done it JUST like that!

This was a great show; I’ll watch it again, all right. Both my boys looked hot as hell tonight! And after Lex hugged Hamsterina, he went for a drive, and ended up at the loft, and Clark was all semi-bitchy but really *looking* at Lex, and Lex was thinking about him laying there all bloody and hurt, and how Clark looked when he was holding him by the arm on the ladder, and he just kneels in front of Clark and Clark doesn't even need to say any thing or ask why, he unzips and holds Lex’s head, and Lex gives him the blowjob of a lifetime, and they’re both crying, and Lex gets up and leaves without a word and Clark watches him leave from the loft doors, and he’s wiping his eyes, and yeah—it happened just like that on my TV.

Comments

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

I'd be happy to see her suffer some and then die or go the hell back to Paris...where Lex has her killed...

[jakrar.livejournal.com]

I recently read a story ("Thimgs" by Theodore R. Cogswell) where a man essentially ends up condemned through his own actions to an eternity of suffering one horrible death after another -- not the entire lives, mind you, but simply the gruesome deaths. That might be an interesting existence to sentence Lana to. Or Lionel. Or Oliver....