Me: *explaining The Plot Of The Terror To Convert Another To The Horde*

Me watching The Terror again:

That man didn’t give a fuck about Billy’s bones. 😭

He’s just trying to be a supportive girlypop.

Crozier by the end of the series:

The gang’s all here 😭

*Hickey texting Billy after a third breakup*

Hickey: The overwhelming self-destructive urge to go for a midnight drive when the edible hits is like the feeling an animal gets when its leg is stuck in a snare

Billy: Cornelius, do not come over

Hickey: nom nom nom *sends eta*

“Wow it’s feels so festive outside this year!”

What it looks like outside:

The terror lieutenants as “the girls”-

Little: is the type of girl you go to when you want to listen to emo/grunge music while laying on the floor

Hodgson: is the type of girl you go to when you want to talk shit about “you know who;)”

Irving: is the type of girl you go to when you’re sad and you need someone to bake you cookies and braid your hair

Diaper baby

“My body, use it. Feed the men.”