I’m honestly just really over the Apocalypse. The first guy who presents a vision of a future where we’ve gotten past all this shit (and are dealing with some whole new shit) gets all my money.

We’re all being totally Sirius right now.

I somewhat enjoyed this piece of fluff, but to all you people who hate this article:

A stray dog bit my sister once and we blamed my sister and kept the dog. (We also kept my sister.)

She’s 46?! She looks younger. 

No. Did he have a gun? Did anyone see him shoot? Would they have done the same to a white male who just had his wife shot? No. No to all of it. 

What, no “Murder, She Wrote”/“Magnum P.I.”?

Congratulations to this series for having a title that immediately falls into the memory vortex where “Bright Young Things,” “A Million Little Things,” “Dirty Pretty Things,” “Pretty Little Liars,” and “Big Little Lies” currently reside in my mind.

All of this. GG’s over the top fashions were what made it watchable even during it’s shittier seasons. Also, I may be biased and unfair toward these actors I’ve never seen before, but I don’t believe any of them will make me love them as much as I loved Leighton Meister.

My Dad? Oh hell no. He could be a jackass, was an alcoholic, but was okay as dads go. I’ve seen a lot worse. He was always supportive to me.

Today I learned that police think that a Michael Kors watch is expensive.

I was waiting for the redemption arc that never came.

Ruh roh. Rest in reace, Ruby.

Don’t worry, nothing bad has ever happened when a Voorhies is bullied and abandoned by their peer group. 

It’s definitely not better than Clueless (what could ever be better than Clueless?!?), but I do think it’s better (if weirder) than the 1996 Gwyneth version.

Ship this to Billy Porter immediately.

Dear Muggles: Please stop thinking of us as a human shield to use as a buffer for socially acceptable women against creeps and monsters. Because that is a super fucked up way to think about other people, which is what we are. 

The .001 percent of germs Lysol can’t kill.

Who the hell do you think they are?!

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