The other day someone was like "you don't watch a lot of tv these days" and I was like, friend, I spent a decade living and breathing The CW. I'm still processing.

I really need to get frames for all of my comics-related posters. I also just need to find more walls to hang everything.

Actual footage of me looking at Jenna Anderson and Chris - GI Robot Fan 's wedding photos and just marveling at how pretty all my friends are.

I'm openly crying I'm so happy for her.

Pressing play on Reputation has never felt so good as it does today.

I am now seriously wondering if the “This Is Not Taylor’s Version” shirt was a clue that something was brewing. And if so that’s the most epic Easter egg ever.

The em dash is quite literally my favorite punctuation mark and I even use it in text messages to my friends. Like, all day long. Pretty sure I'm not ChatpGPT.

In the year of our lord Godzilla 2025 can we PLEASE stop commenting on people's appearances? It takes me 3x as long to style my hair curly than it does to say fuck it and straighten it daily. I am not god's favorite, Karen.

Now En Sabah Nerd (The Deywalker) has finally seen Creature Commandos and now I have someone else to appreciate this perfect character with.

On our street, everyone is welcome. Together, let’s build a world where every person and family feels loved and respected for who they are. Happy #PrideMonth!

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

I convinced my partner to read ACOTAR with me in lieu of date nights and I'm sharing updates about the experience on various social media. This is going to be a Certified Hoot.

Walked into the coffee shop. They were blasting Unwritten. Big Rachel Leishman vibes.

Godzilla says be gay.

Krypto is perfect and has never done anything wrong in his whole life.

LOOK AT MY GIRL HAWKGIRL LOOK AT HER

I once flew all the way to the UK to get a McD Snack Wrap so don't mind me if I'm emotional about them coming back to the US.

We're in the middle of severe weather and there's a guy in my courtyard just out there, shirtless and flexing like his muscles are somehow going to intimidate the tornado away. Stay weird, neighborhood, stay weird.

I would die for Robot #4.

I just woke up to a whole ass wedding (not mine) in my front yard. What.