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But, the moment lasts for what feels like a blink before she’s guilty of ending things with him unfairly again.

As the season wraps up, “Guilty As Fuck” has to speed up the narrative, but it also feels like it throws Molly and Issa’s motivations for most of the season under the bus in the process.

It makes sense that Issa would feel guilty about her actions, but “Guilty As Fuck” makes sure that Issa feels extra guilty about what she did by turning Lawrence into the world’s most perfect boyfriend overnight.

Similarly, we’ve seen Molly on the wrong and right side of multiple relationships this season, but “Guilty As Fuck” is the first time we truly see her happy with a partner, Jared.

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'Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch, I Stuck to my guns, that's what made me rich That's what put me on, that's what got me here That's what made me this And everything that I do is my first name These hoes chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain Ain't nothin' but trill in me, aw man, silly me I just bought a crib, three stories, that bitch a trilogy And you know I'm rollin' weed that's fuckin' up the ozone I got a bitch that text me, she ain't got no clothes on And then another one text, then your ass next And I'm gonna text your ass back like I don't fuck with you You little stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you You little, you little dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' with you I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do Than to be fuckin' with you Little stupid ass, I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck I don't I don't I don't give a fuck Bitch I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck I don't I don't I don't give a fuck Bitch I don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do Don't give a fuck about you or anything that you do Got a million things on my mind Executive deals online, limited amount of time Chasin' these dollar signs and you ain't on your grind You might be able to find me up in the MGM casino in the D Fuckin' off fetti I coulda put on property From the Bay to the Murder Mitten, my niggas put murder missions She choose him, that's her decision, free my niggas in prison On the phone with a bitch who can't do shit For a pimp but make a nigga hella rich Got a blunt in my dental, goin' H. M in a rental On my way, to Sacramento, late night, Arsenio I'm never sentimental, go hard or go home, listen Barely Harley, I'm chromeless, you might end up domeless I bet you she into me, her cheddar, she givin' me I make a bitch stand outside forever like the Statue of Liberty Rest in pimp, Pimp C, underground king of the South I raise my Styrofoam up, and pour some drank in my mouth Why you always coming around with bad news?

s last episode of 2016, a chorus of celebrities and people on the street echoed host John Oliver’s message for the end of the year: “Fuck you, 2016.” There were a litany of horrors from the year cited as justification for the grand finale—a giant statue of the numbers 2016, blown up in a slow-motion demonstrative fireball. 2016 us Zika, and Brexit, and so many police killings. ” people ask above a link to some new large or small injustice.

Over the course of the year, many of these same horrors have elicited the same response on social media, where it’s become a reflex to respond to bad news by flipping the bird to the year. Or “2016: The gift that keeps on giving,” they may say, seasonally.

They anthropomorphize the year, give it agency, and thus make it worthy of blame for the things that happened in it.

The way people lament 2016 on Facebook, on Twitter, is not just despairing that it’s been a bad year.