every fucking time the lucasfilm logo appears in a movie theatre, and i am in that movie theatre, in the dark, and it’s real big, i fucking cry. every fucking time. i cry every fucking time. it makes me fucking cry every fucking time. just the fucking logo.

this is.....good.

they introduced three female characters and killed two of them. one of them was a black woman. i can count on one hand the number of black women who have had named roles in star wars, and none of them have had meaningful speaking roles or action in the plot. like, i can’t believe they did that. and then L3— the first…

ariana grande seems like a class act tbh.

i revoke the right to teen panic.

it’s like....pine, a couple inches, evans, a few miles, hemsworth, fucking infinity, and Then pratt.

ppl in here advocating for forced sterilization and forced birth control: that’s eugenics, and you should be ashamed.

cupcakKe is such a good reason to never be sad again; we are all cupcakKe stans in my house.

my mom sent this to me and as someone who has always kind of inexplicably loved brendan fraser it had me sobbing

how do you get a bunch of nerds to support the confederacy? set it in space

i’m 12 years older than my brother and idk how to tell my family that when the shit hits the fan, i’m hanging myself, so they shouldn’t wait for me or come for me.

haha: i expressed this to my dad on an eighty degree christmas a few years ago and he told me i should see a therapist :) anyway cool to know i’m not alone in this?

fucking preach

i mean: i think it fundementally comes of her fascination with homosexual male intimacy but a time-bounded inability to imagine a happy ending for gay men.

i was in eighth grade and my parents told me that under no circumstances was i allowwed to watch juno, that it portrayed relationships that were unrealistic and without consequence, and then they put on chasing amy.

the problem of science fiction is that it’s overwhelmingly written science first and people second, and no amount of writing your science really really really well excuses writing like “i giggled like a little girl. hey, i’m a girl so i’m allowed.’

‘jazz is a vey flawed character’ maybe if he had spent a year trying to genuinely write a woman as a human person and not an oddity, his writing of people would read as good as his writing of enormous cities on the moon.

the best plot twist of the twenty first century is socially conscious jocks being good and kind

wonder how they’re going to handle an adult man fucking a fourteen year old girl in snow crash.

a lot of movie theatres restrict R films for people 18 and younger— theatres i grew up going to (i’m twenty three and from the south) had a policy that no one under eighteen could go to R movies without an adult/guardian, and no one under eighteen could go to R movies after nine at night.