“She’s hoping to find out who killed Nan, which is a waste of spell if you ask me. There are like, four other people in the house with you, girl. One of them is crying and the other is playing a theremin. Do the math!”

“Brandon tells Dani he’ll pay her back but she says it was a gift and giving makes her happy, happy, happy! Then, she says she has one request and I don’t want to know what it is. I pause the show, eat Skittles and consider quitting the recapping life.”

Get ready to settle in with Christina Ricci, Clea Duvall, Quinn Fabray’s dad, and Evan Rachel Wood Bisexual’s dad from Once and Again and watch some bloody crimes get committed!

The one with wedding dresses because why not.

Turn a book by a dead white man into an instrument of your journaling agenda!

I finally feel safe enough to imagine the big queer family I never had. A home where gender is an option, not an obligation, where parents can apologize to each other as well as to their kids and where long, ongoing conversations about race, power and privilege exist.

“Okay, I had a fangirl moment once George Takei appeared on screen.”

The one where the writer’s were like, “Meh, let’s just accuse random people of being A from now on. Who cares if it makes any sense?”

Everything was pitchy and nothing hurt.

“The doorbell rings and it’s Emma the Wrestler with noodle kugel! We get a little primer on how Jews respond to funerals. Hint: They bring kugel. Every time they say “kugel,” I hear “kegel” and do 15.”

The winter premiere of Pretty Little Liars is finally here and we’re going to get to say the word “box” a lot.

“Once my people were maligned; tonight we are the talk of the town.”

“There were all these different bodies and shapes and colors that came in to audition, women who had gone to Juilliard or been on Broadway, but no one wants to put them on TV because they don’t necessarily fit into a TV executive’s idea of what’s beautiful.”

Welcome to the tenth episode of American Horror Story, the show that got Stevie Fucking Nicks to appear in a move that was clearly a work of powerful magic!

“Blaze squinted in the mirror and pushed her hair left, then right, then left, then right, then left, then right, then righter, then really left, then up a little, then all the way down […]”

“The truth is always messy. I told myself I could be gay and I wouldn’t ever be hurt again. I needed to never be hurt again.”

Romi Klinger’s getting divorced, Dot-Marie got married, trans* voices are getting published, and we’re celebrating the holidays in a special space where it’s just you, Ari Fitz, and the rest of the Internet.

“It was lasagna night, and as the kitchen got ready to serve dinner, kids checked Facebook at the cyber center, watched cartoon shows with headphones on, and fooled around at the pool table. The things that differentiated this gathering from a high school cafeteria were small: the thin kid wearing a parka inside who came up, bashful, for a full plate of food three times; the kids who wrapped up food in tin foil or took it away with them in to-go containers.”

You don’t need me to tell you what this is.

“I was angry. Really fucking angry. Angry because Jenny Schecter was right.”