I actually super hate that Justin Beiber song. I get what he’s trying to say but they whole song comes across as “Woah! Whats with all this self esteem going on here? Why aren’t you paying constant never ending attention to ME ME ME ME ME. Love me, not yourself.”

We don't know his story, we don't know what he's seen.

Wheres my one for Danse? My angry, angry homo lover.

Ergh, me too! The concept never even occurred to me until the kiss on the cheek but now I want it so bad.

Paula is my everything.

Me too, what started as a lark has become a full habit now.

I did love Salem, even if he did look like a taxidermied long dead cat stuffed full of animatronics.

Supernatural Elements? Maybe some Sabrina? *Waggles Eyebrows*

I can’t watch cos I’m crushed face to tradie-armpit on an early morning Melbourne tram, but does she poop in a box? Cos that’s about where I’d draw the line.

Oh my god

I don’t know, but we should definitely harass Schumer about it as much as possible.

Galavant Season 2 get hype.

Ergh, Franco, I get that your trying to be provocative, but a better shade of lippy wouldn’t kill you.

You obviously know a lot of very complicated words but maybe fascist and Monsanto shouldn’t be any of them.

Sadly Beefy Mistcake is Australian.

Josie and the Pussycats.

Yeah.

Jessica Jones is thirteen beautiful episodes of men blaming their problems on a powerful woman, and her giving literally zero fucks.

But only of course, if she is permitted to speak to any men outside the compound.

So is just calling every dude you don’t like the look of a Rapist the done thing now?