stop listening to mass of the fermenting dregs and start getting ass from the fermenting fags
At a cafe and there's this family with 10 kids vlogging their donut eating experience with two seperate cameras
I like the part in The Odyssey where Helen Of Troy is like "and this is my son, The Fall"
*naively returning to present day after i went back in time and stopped 9/11 by telling the pilots to go hit some other towers*: "oh boy i can't wait to listen to Yankee Hotel Foxtrot by Wilco"
if i was hotter i'd become one of those white trans girls who make tiktoks and reel skits where it's just the same like 3 jokes about being trans over and over but i'm not hot enough so i have to try and develop a personality instead
i think a lot of the discourse around Anthony Fantano comes from people not understanding the importance and work that goes into being a critic. The artists only have to create art - something they love doing. The critic, however, he has to remember it so you don't have to.
Stopped taking my meds in hope i'd feel something and now i still feel empty but i also have brain fog
it's come to my attention that Down With Webster has been made aware of this post. thank you Exclaim Magazine.
i wish canada was part of Eurovision because you just know mark carney would send Down With Webster in a completely unironic way
I wouldn't date stuart little he's a little bitch, that was just a hypothetical
if stuart little was my boyfriend i would get my nipples pierced but the piercing would just be one long bar between both nips so that he can use it as a chin-up bar to do exercises
i wish canada was part of Eurovision because you just know mark carney would send Down With Webster in a completely unironic way
Fell asleep at 8pm and just woke up from a dream where Madagascar the movie happened in real life and was real
"this critic... he creates things... well it's more like he remembers things. And the more he remembers, the less you have to"
People hate The Backrooms because it dares to imagine a queer friendly third space
i hate when people call me tiny because it reminds me of when i was a kid and my dad unknowingly shrunk me and my siblings down to being 1/4" tall and we had to survive the journey back to the house through a yard full of giant sprinklers and insects bigger than us
what if instead of Döner Kebab it was called Böner Kebab. wouldn't that be funny? just a thought i had
his parents named him David Lynch because they knew he would grow up to make Lynchian movies
bitches will pretend to be your friend and then when you're at your most vulnerable they replace your bones with fruit by the foot
does anyone want to fistfight in a parking lot or something this weekend