i rewatched episode one for the first time in weeks and their first kiss still gets me all dizzy mmmmm it's such a good first kiss no wonder they were both falling in love immediately

i mean if a hot guy gently but firmly pressed me up against a wall and tenderly grabbed my chin and kissed me like it would kill him to stop even for a second then you're damn right would fall to my knees and then into bed with him and then after being kissed even more tenderly i would for sure spend the next nine years slowly but surely falling in love with him and building myself a home inside his chest (and a home inside mine for him) and plan out the next fifty years of our future the moment i knew he felt exactly the same as me and then cry when we mutually confessed our love for each other je suis shane or whatever

I think that the Hamilton musical is objectively the funniest thing that could happen to that man's memory. Imagine dying of a gunshot wound infection in 1804 and learning from the afterlife that tweenage girls in 2017 are drawing thousands upon thousands of images of you making out with your fellow congressmen because someone wrote a 2-hour rap opera about you. I like to imagine that Hamilton found a monkey's paw and wished to leave a legacy, and this is what it did to him.

you don't control who lives who dies who tells your story

Look a this photograph

Impressed by new roommate today by showing them the gromit mug, the gromit mug mug, and then the gromit mug mug mug

can i please see a fat woman wearing it. yes, i know your sizes go all the way up to 5x. but can i please see a fat woman wearing it. yes, i heard you're woman-owned. can i please see a fat woman wearing it though. yes, i understand you donate 50% of proceeds to this charity. i still do not see a fat woman wearing it. can i please see a fat woman wearing it.

"I asked ChatGPT" well I asked Rupert Giles and he sighed and took off his glasses and started cleaning them

there’s something to the juxtaposition of 30/90 by Jonathan Larson who turned 30 in 1990 and 30 by Bo Burnham who was born in 1990 and both of them writing songs on the dread of aging and all that like i’m too tired to properly work out the entire thought but there’s something

all i want for 2026 is that gigantic rancid AI bubble to finally burst in such a catastrophic way that the consequences will be so good and i'll never have to see another AI generated image ever again

"time heals all wounds" WRONG. time is chasing me with a knife