The Answering Call

michael emerson went to that boardwalk looking for drugs and found vampirism and bisexuality

(Getting swindled by a genie) it’s like talking to a fucking tumblr user with you

the genie: how dare you say I'm fucking a tumblr user

this is GREAT two sentence horror actually

the unimaginable power of saying "huh, guess that's not for me" and moving on with your life

Why the fuck would you go big when u can go home

More male characters who are interested in their mother's legacy. As a trope there's a lot of sons and daughters who follow in the father's footsteps and there's yes, girls who honor their mother, ect. But let's have more dudes who are like. Stumbling on their mom's secret fairy cottage or some shit. And they're like aight gotta make the tea

they should invent a job that doesn't affect your schedule or energy level that you don't have to go to if you don't want but you still get paid

And now I’m seeing showings for the 30th anniversary of Trainspotting. Which I also saw in the cinema when it first came out.

If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading

The problem with getting popsicles is then you have popsicles in the house and every time you feel bad (mentally, physically,) you think “well why shouldn’t I have a popsicle about it”

[ID: “One man’s [“Yeah, the Time Knife, we’ve all seen it” meme] is another man’s [“Was anyone going to tell me?” meme] /End ID]

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