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ANASTASIA THE MUSICAL SONG AESTHETICS
↳ 2 of 25 » A Rumor in St. Petersburg
We’re going to create a fairy tale the whole world will believe.
Me: *makes a small irrelevant mistake*
My Brain, banging pots and pans together: YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUC
Me: *makes huge mistake that will directly affect my future horribly*
My Brain, lounging on a lawn chair with shades on: ....acknowledged
mercutio was gay and i can prove it: he wasn’t a capulet or a montague , he just involved himself in the whole feud thing for the drama of it all
she wears short skirts, i wear communism
College has me so fucked up. Some kid just told me that our final assignments are due in fifteen minutes and my first reaction was acceptance. I don’t even have anything to hand in, it’s worth 30% of my mark and I was just ready to embrace the void. Wasn’t even relieved when he said he was kidding. Nobody can touch this. I’ve surpassed this mortal plane
me: wow i am really Not Feeling Good
every single one of my self destructive behaviours: :(((( i’m here for u babe :(( come to me anytime bb
endless list of favorite musicals [3/?] - The Last Five Years ↳ You and you and nothing but you, miles and piles of you.
me: i want friends
me @ me: u gotta actually talk to ppl if you want basic friendship
me: i can’t read suddenly. i don’t know,
do you ever feel like you have tried Too Hard to friend and now you have become That Obnoxious Wierdo
my kink: when people miss me back
me online: men are absolutely evil. nothing they do or say can be trusted and they should be avoided at all costs
me at a bar: convincingly fake laughs at a guy’s borat reference because he’s 6′4
i love hanging out with girls who are also trainwrecks bc i can like vomit all over the side of a car and theyre like We’ve all been there :)
If it were me, when the book arrives, I would immediately start scanning pages to find any trace of me. My name, references to my body, my secrets, moments we shared. I would pretend to be horrified if I found evidence of myself, but really I would pray to find even a single mention. You may do nothing like that. You may not even crack the spine. You may place this on the bookshelf, or worse, under a stack of papers. You may forget it and regift it later to someone as a Secret Santa. I will never know. But just in case you are like me, just in case you do still think about the way your hands used to piano-key my spine, the way you would whisper spells into my ears when I was napping, the way I slipped notes into your jacket pockets; just in case you wonder if all those winks ever meant anything at all, I will tell you. You do not need to look very hard to find your shadow here. Your fingerprints are on these pages. So many of your footsteps in the snow.
Sarah Kay, “The First Poem in the Imaginary Book,” No Matter the Wreckage (via lifeinpoetry)