Alexa Play Despacito edition.
So I’ve been watching the John Wayne Gacy show on a stolen Peacock account and it made me really sad for the victims, I legitimately cried last night at the end of episode 6. All those poor boys, all of those broken families, all for the ego of one stupid, pathetic man. The performances of the actors playing the victims are so good, so raw. It has to be hard to portray the victim of a real serial killer, to know that the pain you are pretending to feel was truly felt by someone else.
Honestly felt more impactful than getting run over by that lawn mower. IDK why, probably has something to do with watching it late at night while high as fuck on a prescription grade sedative cocktail. Life is so fleeting and fragile.