The Diary of a Pessimistic People Pleaser

This announcement brought to you by my almost 29-year-old husband learning for the first time in his 2.8 decades of putting food products into his mouth that spaghetti and saucy pizza aren’t spicy foods

now this is why i watch gays react to horror movies

time to paint some portraits that fills everyone who looks at them with the desperate need for a smoke break

Hocus Pocus (1993) dir. Kenny Ortega

Moses Supposes

b. the language instructor clearly can’t hear the music. He’s not from Musical Theatre Land. From his perspective, a couple of twinkle-toed weirdos just randomly decided to physically abuse him for three solid minutes. This isn’t reading anything that’s not intended into the scene – it’s literally the central gag.

(P.S. I imagined you making the faces at the instructor and it was hilarious)

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