#and Thus concludes one of my bigger issues w britta perry as narrative device

[soulbornincoldandrain]

once u get past tv assigned shitty archetypes of character in cmunity u realise that jeff winger loved being loved soo much that when he found somebody he loved and didnt know what to do about it he set 2 carving a place awkward and painful for his sad broken friend into his life and said hey . uh . if u want it . like idk haha. you can have it and i want you here . for the better maybe and britta said im worthless in a way i dont think can redeem itself from within me i think and he said i dont think ur worthless i think you're brave in a way that cripples u sometimes and makes you so endlessly vital to your friends you'll never be alone and britta looked at him sad and said but within sitcom im synonymous with the most pathetic thing youve ever seen coolguy :( and he looked at her terrified and he said maybe but if im coolguy then i want you to be my antithesis best friend i wan tto try and tell you this terrified but ill say it nonetheless and that's why ur here for maybe when im less brave but you're you're like. the heart of the group. i present as the perfect solution in joy (ethos of motion within tv) (the holy power of the bit) but that's because ur the catharsis in the torturous cocoon (the dark space between episodes where real life touches you finally) (bridging pilot to finale) (carrying character from script to reality) you put the heart underneath the archetype that roots tv to Me. or you even. jeff winger kind as narrative device vs britta perry kind in essence and terrified of it, working hand in hand to deliver the protagonists narrative (thru reinforcing their narratives on ye side of the screen- one better one worse than the characters they love) delivering us to tv (friends) (family) (love) and tv to us (me) (you) (us).

posts that are incomprehensible and abt the science of illusion. s1 had some real greats.