i love you for free. @brettsgoldstein - Tumblr Blog

ok. ive started to feel annoying so im now redirecting more annoying fandom shit to @chefbuck

#pin*#i do have some stuff in the queue still fyi

I beg of you, please go watch The Sheep Detective in the cinema if you can. It has so much heart and soul. I don't often cry (I have no emotions), but this one got me. I want to see more original and fun films with good messages and it won't happen if we only look at slop.

#the sheep detectives #film art

srdcovka

when a beloved mutual starts watching a show you've been posting about

macden

I never had a best friend. So, I just relied more and more on the Little Debbies, and it was as much for me as it was for them. But then I met you. And I didn’t need them so much anymore. Well, makes sense. I’m your number one fan.

#hacks #tv

genyasglockk

Whole day sucks. Behind on charting, getting threatened about it by the temp attending, making a huge mistake on a chart because AI is trash, your gay brother is having a better day than you somehow and NOW there's no pussy on the menu for later. Trinity should blow that place up.

#the pitt

placeholddog

they created the technology to make a 1:1 recreation of grace's cardigan

#phm #phm art

teaboot

One time when I was like three years old I was laying in my mom’s bed, and I don’t remember what we were talking about except I was being fussy about having to do something, and just like whenever I was being like that she asked, “are you trying to pick a fight?”

And I didn’t really know what that meant, only that I always said no, but for some reason or another I was very annoyed and a fight sounded pretty good so for the first time ever I said “yes”

And I don’t know what I was expecting to happen, but I remember my mom just going “Okay, then. Let’s fight. What do you want to fight about?”

And I remember it occurring to me all of a sudden that the onus was on me to generate the energy to pick something to be mad about, and wishing she’d just do something worth fighting FOR me, but she just went, “I’m not the one who wants to fight. If you want to fight, you have to pick something to fight about”

and I just went ugh. Never mind, that’s too much work. So said “I don’t wanna fight actually, I’m just cranky” and she told me “okay well just say that next time” and in hindsight that was actually probably a very important formative experience