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im never serious but I always mean it
going with the flow in a face down in a river kinda way
flight attendant connor is mogging like crazy with the bev cart like he's not serving you that cunty little cranapple juice without doing the buccal fat removal pout
I like how hudson’s voice gets softer and warmer and how he smiles every time he says “connor storrie”……I just like how palpable his love for connor is like his body just reacts like that at the thought of him…
“Spine Corset” by Shaun Leane for Alexander McQueen, SS ‘98.
this is also how you can tell that the shape of water is a good movie. bc we would all have fucked the fish man
i was given a farewell gift and it's a fish necklace...
i was given a farewell gift and it's a fish necklace...
[normally, while being normal] they were made from each other’s rib
my best friend ever.....im fine
Connor won Best Comedy Guest Actor for SNL and Best Ensemble for Heated Rivalry at the Gold Derby 2026 awards (via goldderby)
about surface tension and how floating only helps sometimes
one time I went over to a friend's house and their housemate was making paper in the living room, and we saw this big tub full of water they were using to dissolve old scrap paper into a slurry, and everyone was immediately like "oh, you need scrap paper?" and started turning out their jacket pockets and producing expired coupons and bus tickets and crumpled receipts and old shopping lists and whatever else they'd been carrying round with them for no good reason, and passing it all to the paper-making housemate to make sure it was suitable before it got torn up and dropped into the tub, while people took turns stirring the slurry with a big wooden stick. it was strangely ritualistic, like presenting an offering to some kind of temple elder for inspection before placing it in a watery shrine to be devoured and reformed. pulp for the pulp god.
Coke era kings of leon >
i am terminally A Sucker for characters who have a towering and generally earned ego about their own ability and absolutely no self-worth about themselves as a person at all. intoxicating combo.