here’s to the fools who dream

when you come home i should’ve told them i was sick last week they’re gonna think this is the way i sing why is this pianist playing so loud should i sing louder i’ll sing louder maybe i should stop and start over i’m gonna stop and start over why is the director staring at his crotch why is that man staring at my resume don’t stare at my resume i made up half of my resume look at me stop looking at that look at me no not at my shoes don’t look at my shoes i hate these stupid shoes why did i pick these shoes why did i pick this song why did i pick this career why does this pianist hate me if i don’t get the callback i can go to crate and barrel with mom to buy a couch not that i want to spend a day with mom but jamie needs space to write since i’m obviously such a horrible annoying distraction to him what’s he gonna be like when we have kids and once again why am i working so hard these are the people who cast russell crowe in a musical jesus christ i suck i suck i suck when finally you come home to—

i just need a sapphic pride and prejudice. or just a sapphic anything with a classic and very cliche plot please that’s all i need

and if I wrote a Love, Rosie au based off of Steddie, then what?

i post for the girls who used to read obsessively but can no longer pick up a book and also are no longer girls