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characters who are deeply flawed and insufferable and written in a way that’s so unlikeable they become likeable, I love you. my poor little comedic traumatised meow meow who’s also a piece of shit.

Sometimes, when the situation is absurd, I look at the invisible camera to break the fourth wall and address the spectators of my life

Chekhov’s lesbians: if you introduce two unrelated women in a piece of queer media, they must become girlfriends.

I think the best thing about liking theatre is that when you get a little crazy about a character (in any way shape or form), you can wear their skin if you like. You can say their words and perform as them in front of an audience and for a play’s duration you have as much claim to that character as anyone else who’s ever performed them has. And it’s literally the best way you can honour them and keep them alive. Which is my biggest issues with movies and tv shows and all that is it’s seperate and only really ever one idea done with one set of people, and if the same idea keeps showing up it’s generally a bad thing. But with theatre and performing arts, you can do the same thing over and over with different people and it fucking rocks every time

there is so much pain and suffering in the world but there is also 80s new wave. remember this

a good band could save your life