love, pyramus

he has the looks of a depressed english professor and the soul of a whore.

reblog if the first musical you listened to was not Hamilton

and what doth thou desire from me, rozanov? thou hast refused to answer my missives for the passage of six moons! and when thou dost cast thine attention my way, it be for our asinine jester's performance! so prithee, tell me: what doth thou need of me? well????

Quiet 10’s 🙄a 4 is blogging😤✊

computa make my mutuals have a great day

arts degrees r so funny because you go in class and theyre like What Is A Poem? we dont know for sure... and then moral of the story is we don't know what a poem is. and then the worst part of it is that theyre right

planetariums, art museums, aquariums, science museums my beloved

love when hot women in their thirties are blogging with me. like that’s the hottest thing we can do.

let's romanticize never moving on and never getting over anything and feeling the enormity of our desire forever