like two strands of melody at last entwined
Month
best characters in the phantom of the opera, ranked
12. it’s difficult
11. to rank
10. all the
9. characters
8. in this piece
7. of fiction
6. because
5. each one
4. is complex
3. and individually
2. compelling
1. the daroga
Me, holding my cats paws and shoving my forehead against hers at 5 in the morning : you little shit mongrel give me back my scrunchy spit it out
I’m so exhuasted Ive been trying to explain captilism to my chickens and they just don’t get it like on a fundamental level they’re both socialists
not to be r*mantic on main but i deserve to be able to climb onto the roof of an abandoned building and stargaze with someone i love at least once in my life
Sometimes whenever I see those “men are stupid posts” I disagree until I remember when my sister was yelling at her boyfriend as they got dressed to go to a fancy dinner because apparently at 19 years old he didnt know that you were supposed to put a button up shirt on unbuttoned and then button it. He’d just been worming his way into shirts for almost two decades.
Erik: Stop trying to protect Christine from me!
Daroga: How dare you try to tell me how to care for my daughter who I just met!
reblog this and put in the tags what comes up when you type “die”
future me is wearing vintage dior to ballets & operas, ordering thousands of dollars worth of la perla, and slathering herself in crème de la mer. she’s living her best life. she finds any excuse to celebrate life by drinking glasses of chilled moët & chandon rose imperial champagne while binge watching grace kelly movies. every night she drowns herself in silk bedsheets while wearing baby pink olivia von halle ‘coco’ pyjamas. there are diptyque vanille candles burning and fresh arrangements of roses (from all her admirers) & peonies (which she picked up from the farmers market) in every room. she is utterly and completely happy. i can’t wait to be her.
there are so many colors that start with b
- black
- brown
- blue
- bronze
- byellow
- bpurple
- bread
945. Our bed is cold without you
I tuck myself in
for yet another night and
wish you’d be home soon.
i hate that feeling u get when you’re watching a movie or a concert or somethig and even though youre thoroughly enjoying it theres still something in the back of ur mind thats kinda like “ok i kinda wish this was over now” does anyone else ever get that feeling…. no… ok
this is a symptom of depression
honestly my dad is such a freak he never says goodnight like a normal person he just says “i’ll be back” and he goes upstairs and when you ask where he is or go looking for him hes asleep and the next morning when you see him he just says “good morning im back’ like what is wrong with him
Insolent boi, this brave young suitor! Sharing in my triumph!
I edited Michael Crawford, Ramin Karimloo, Hugh Panaro, Peter Jöback and Gerard Butler together
it sounds frickin’ scary
Me: I’m over white men
*sees a white man*
Me: HOODY HOO!!!!
we have a history teacher who is extremely secretive to the point that none of the other teachers at school really know much about him. if we ask him how his day went or what he ate for lunch he says “I don’t know”, and if we ask him if he has a dog or children or whatever he says “I don’t remember”. and whenever anyone sneezes or coughs or has the hiccups he just goes “what are you doing?!” And looks extremely offended. he also has a strict no food or drink (even water) in the classroom and keeps his own coffee cup locked up in a cabinet and steps out of the room every time he takes a sip. he also has tissue boxes locked in that cabinet and holds the box while you take a tissue and jerks it away after you get one, and there’s a paddle with his name on it also in the closet??? two entire grades at the school have a collective PowerPoint that has all the information we know about him in it. he gets defensive about George Washington and does civil war reenactments. he is a mystery but may be George Washington reincarnated
do you live in night vale or something???
