Cosimo Galluzzi

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we're not kids anymore.
Claire Keane
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@jtohsix
People without glasses are really out here seeing for free
Oh my god I really do have to pay to see what the fuck
Heather and Adam had no right to do this to me. Their chemistry jumps off the screen.
Her hands on that furred chest.
Him biting her finger.
Am I mistaken, or did she call him Adam at 1:54.
THAT KISS! (Is this really a Disney production?)
I need someone to make this into a movie ASAP. And if they can’t get Heather and Adam, they need to find to actors that have the kind of chemistry that is palpable when they’re within 20ft of each other. Like Andrew/Danai, Tony/Kerry, Avan/Kylie or Sam/Cait type of chemistry.
Reblogging this again because obviously. #sopissed #imissed #thismusical
”On this last night of Daphne’s run, when she as Mimi lay dying in front of [Adam as Roger] and he reached for his guitar to begin playing and singing his farewell song “Your Eyes” to her, I held my breath—everyone onstage and in the theatre seemed to as well—when he couldn’t bring himself to begin the song, but instead bowed his head for endless and tormented seconds, unable to begin saying his last goodbye to his beloved. The entire theatre was absolutely silent in that impossibly full and painfully arrested moment, watching him breathe and gather his strength, until at last, at last, he lifted his head, plucked out his tentative notes, and somehow through his tears sang his lament.”
- Anthony Rapp, “Without You: A Memoir of Love, Loss, and the Musical Rent”
Staaaaaaaaahpp.
honestly it would be nice if 2018 was just… a good year
(via 341913)
i accidentally messed up my life how do i start a new account
“RENT is a Christmas movie,” I say into the microphone.
the crowd boos. i begin to walk off in shame, when a voice speaks and commands silence from the room.
“she’s right.” I look around for the owner of the voice. there, in the 2nd row, stands Anthony Rapp himself, in a scarf and filming. it is December 24, 9pm Eastern Standard Time.
“Rae, you will find a boyfriend.”
Damn, son.
I mean, Emma Watson was good as Belle, but…
every time i put on leggings i am reminded of Voldemort
how have you been?
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