P1nball-c0la - The Strange Boy From 1982

For years I lurked on Instagram and Pinterest just peeking in at the popular shitposts you all have made and then eventually a friend of mine suggested I make a Tumblr and eventually I caved

It's like trying to go into a pool slowly and then getting out to grab something (or take your glasses off if no one can get them for you) and then your sibling hoists you over their shoulder and plonks you onto the diving board. They allow you a moment to sit ( no sibling would pass up the chance to throw you in a pool let's be real) on the edge of the diving board. Your fall in is inevitable. Your legs dangle, almost touching the water. Your goggles are lowered. You don't even remember moving. Suddenly the cold surrounds you, engulfs your mind, leaving you to search wildly for anywhere but down. You can feel the concrete below your body. Did you really drop that far in? A push, and you shoot back up. The water wasn't as cold as you expected. Your parents swore up and down it was freezing. You see your sibling occasionally, diving under the water, doing something. Who cares? You're swimming now. The water is fine. This wasn't so bad.

"Read Banned Books" a new full page cartoon essay published in The New York Times Arts & Leisure section today.

So this was originally about Scream (1996) but uh. I watched Re-Animator (1985) yesterday so. New focus

(Also please be careful if you want to watch it there's a very awful and triggering scene that you should look into beforehand so you can skip/abstain from watching entirely)

What's a little murder without homoeroticism, and what's a little homoeroticism without murder?

“Appeal to a wider audience” is corporate lingo for “strip more themes from a piece of media so it’s safer and more sanitized for investors”

See this is the life advice one should follow while getting dressed, doing anything creative, and making purchases

Before you post, think:

Is it groovy

Is it smashing, baby

Is it shagedelic

Does it give you mojo

Does it make others randy

Wow, Tumblr is fuckin' HYPE for the Ides of March this year. I wonder why that could possibly be.

cluttered

i'd rather see 1000 graffiti penises than 1 product billboard. i'd live in dick city if it meant i could avoid advertisements in my daily life.

wish i could go missing for a little bit and no one would freak out and then i could come back and they'd be like "did you have fun going missing" and i'd be like "yeah, thanks" and then i could do that every couple of months or so and it wouldn't be a big deal