Scoob! (2020) dir. Tony Cervone
macklin celebrini has autism

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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
occasionally subtle
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

blake kathryn

Origami Around
Keni

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Monterey Bay Aquarium

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

Discoholic 🪩
NASA

roma★

titsay

@theartofmadeline
almost home
hello vonnie

if i look back, i am lost

Kaledo Art
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@zachwatson-vs-theworld
Scoob! (2020) dir. Tony Cervone
I made a meme.
OH THERES MUMMY (1998) MEMES NOW
Being buried in paperwork is the edgiest
the best trope in media is: “characters turn on the lights, see the monster, and immediately turn the lights back off”
YELLOWSTONE-“…the mist surrounding the bison was because they had just crossed a river. Their body heat in the cold air caused the water to turn to vapor.”
GHOST BISON
“There’s really a very simple scientific expla–”
“GHOST BISON”
Bruce Lee and Van Williams in The Green Hornet (1966)
School of Rock appreciation post
was this movie even real omg
some carrie fisher tweets to brighten your day
NOTABLE HORROR FILMS OF THE DECADE (2010-2019)
“Horror has long been one of cinema’s most effective and interesting lenses through which to examine the things that scare us most, both as individuals, and as societies. In the 2010s, directors have been given the space to tell these stories their way—and confident marketing that makes sure they reach not only typical horror audiences, but outsiders who might love them just as much.”
living in the countryside really strikes the fear of god into you at the most random moments. you’ll just make eye contact with a cow or stare for too long into a brook and all of a sudden you’ll think something like “these are old bones and i am merely a passing occupant” and then you have to go and put the kettle on to cope
me:
the hare staring at me from across the field: which one of your lives is this?
me, legging it: okay tea time i think