The interesting thing to me about public reactions to YCSE is how plainly almost everyone is unraveling their own insecurities about trust, both in their own personal lives and through these kaleidoscopes of media objects. Our utmost concern is in possibly being fooled. But why?

His voice carries far…

I’m on a cocktail of pregabalin, propranolol, duloxetine, wellbutrin, and concerta to treat my diagnosis of unending psychosomatic terror

I went to grad school because I hate myself and crave hurting

the H3 fandom is in mourning and you’re cracking jokes

Turn up the contrast and get the frame closer in on the faces and you’re pretty much there honestly

I do think Elizabeth Holmes believes her own lies. Just as she believes her love with Billy to be an all-encompassing mystical bond of tremendous fate. And before that, with Sunny. The question is— can delusional commitment absolve us of culpability? In court— No. But… in love?

Finally caught You Can See Everything. No idea how they pulled that off. So compelling, I really had no idea Nathan’s face could melt and shapeshift like that

I wish every dog had its day. But the truth is some don’t. Some dogs don’t even get pet. Back when I worked at the kennel, there was a dog who lived there permanently. His owner never came back to pick him up. Had to be taken outside alone because he’d try to fight the other dogs

We need to get a welfare check on Ben

I feel like Dave Franco. Little bro like Dave Franco. Season 9 Scrubs Dave Franco. Wife from Mad Men Dave Franco. Now You See Me Dave Franco. Now You Don’t Dave Franco.