Ooky. Spooky. Booky.

there is something so perfect. so emblematic of the pop culture landscape we live in. that for the next however long, the canonical ending of doctor who is that the doctor turns into billie piper for absolutely no fucking reason

it’s not easy being the naked in the window transsexual neighbor but someone has to do it

*not listening to you, fidgeting with the hellraiser cube* whoa thats crazy man

that pistachio completely sealed in its shell is scared and alone, like a miner trapped by rubble. you need to free it by any means necessary. get the gun from your dad's cabinet

The B-52s creepypasta youtube thumbnail

you don’t have to give andy weir the benefit of the doubt considering his statement about making art devoid of politics came at the prompting of a right-wing podcaster bellyaching about the plague of “identity politics” in hollywood. weir may well be aware that his work has a point of view; the point of that particular exchange was to virtue signal to racists.