they throw in another ringer. They bring people back from the dead, send them to places where they’re not supposed to be, and introduce five new evil plots for every one that gets stopped.
Fuck you, Heroes. I don’t think I can handle this anymore.
But I must keep watching to find out what happens to Peter Petrelli. A) because that is the most awesomely alliterative name ever and every good superhero is born from a person who has an alliterative name, and B) because Milo Ventimiglia’s eyes can pierce your soul and he’s just so pretty and I want him. NOW.