#boycotthamilton trending on twitter is the funniest thing that’s happened all year. the show is sold out through 2018, and even if you already have tickets, the most you can do is decide not to show up, which ain’t hurting the cast or producers because they already have your money. refunds ain’t a thing on broadway, baby.

Not to mention, if people who have tickets boycott by not showing up, they’d just be donating their seat. Like, imagine a show getting ready to start and the front row is empty? The theater can A) upgrade people in the nosebleed section, B) Pick people off the street to fill them, or C) Do both. Upgrade the nosebleed section, then give their seats to random passerbyers. No one loses except the people who gave up their expensive ass ticket, to stand with Chester.

you know that feeling when you’re out in nature at 5 or 6am and everything’s still quiet and the air still smells like night time and it’s fresh so you shiver a bit but then slowly the first rays of sun peak over the edge of the earth and everything is bathed in foggy, golden light and you just stand there watching the earth awaken.. if that’s not soothing idk what is

my latest 2016 aesthetic includes baby cows standing in fields of flowers