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Can't fucking stand that every smartphone I've ever had automatically corrects "its" to "it's" regardless of context. I shouldn't have to put in extra effort just to remove an apostrophe I never asked for.

I open and close this app like it's a fridge

here’s how natasha pierre & the great comet of 1812 can still sweep

Guys if you want queer shit written by queers on our own terms you're going to have to start seeking out weird independent media. I'm sorry that's the only place you can regularly find it idk what to tell you, we can't keep acting like there's nothing if we're not getting blockbusters and triple A titles or whatever it is we're waiting around for. The thing you keep saying you want is already being offered for free by one person making a passion project on the internet and you would both benefit enormously if you interacted with it instead of lamenting that the only options we have for representation are pandering afterthoughts from corporate shit

The water fountain when you’re thirsty af is definitely a top 5 place to publicly debase yourself

My memory of The Birdcage (1996) is always that it's more dated and more difficult to watch than it actually is. You hear "drag-themed comedy from the 90s based on a musical from the 80s based on a play from the 70s" and you brace yourself just a little, right? But the film has a strong gay perspective, so the fruity fag jokes mostly come off as warmly affectionate. There is a surprising amount of poignancy in Robin Williams' portrayal of Armand, grudgingly agreeing to his beloved son's request that he go back into the closet for an evening ("do me a favor and don't talk to me for a while"). The drag club's staff attempting to redecorate the apartment with stuff straight people might like (a taxidermy moose head, an enormous crucifix, and Playboy magazine) is extremely funny. Albert's histrionics are a point of tension because he does often come off as a stereotypically pathetic/comic figure, but towards the end of the movie he makes it very clear that he's aware of how people see him, and asserts that trying to copy a stoic masculinity he doesn't possess for the sake of social approval would be more pathetic. In the 1983 musical adaptation, they give "Albert" (Albin) the only good song in the whole show, "I Am What I Am", which Gloria Gaynor covered to the delight of gays everywhere. Apparently Nathan Lane wasn't (publicly) out yet in 1996, which is amazing because it means that at one point in this movie you're watching a gay man playing a straight man playing a gay man playing a straight man, in a movie about how it's important to be yourself, an absurdity that does seem to encapsulate the state of gay America in the 90s.

A dark, foreboding feeling overtakes you. You know this face, even in its absence.

literally though if you feel like your life is slipping through your fingers and every day goes too fast… try doing hard things, not just taking the easy route, like reading and making art and exercising and cooking a meal from scratch and journaling, doing these things without distraction, without being absorbed on a screen… the time will stretch and you’ll be reminded that life is long and beautiful if you make it so.

excuse you. he can now rest in PEAS, thanks very much.

the way that i read “yeas” has forever been altered by the lesbian hotel transylvania/tangled crossover edit

[ID: The first image is a screenshot of a tumblr reply that says, “wait do you have this on hand?? its been too long since ive seen it.” The second image is an edit of Mavis and Rapunzel. It is one image made up of four screenshots in a square. In the top left Mavis has a concerned expression and has been edited to say, “Did you just kiss me?!” The top right is of Rapunzel looking down, edited to say, “Yeas...” The bottom left is Mavis tucking her hair behind her ear and smiling slightly as she has been edited to say, “It’s okay... I am a “lesbo”...” The last section is Rapunzel looking up smiling brightly as she has been edited to say, “You better be!” End ID.]

Love when you try to take a screenshot but fuck up the timing of the volume down lock button combo and are left sitting there with slightly softer music and a black screen and you just have to sit there looking at your reflection on the locked phone and contemplate your failure for a bit