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he said so
there are never any new christmas songs, just the same old crooning whiskey drinkers winding their melodies through looping brass and repetitive drum beats.
it makes it hard, this- trying to start over, trying to pretend he hasn't celebrated this day year after year.
there need to be new songs because frank sinatra makes todd want to throw up, because he's sitting on carpet in his pajamas and jeffrey is beaming, a new toy locomotive in front of him, and he's chewing pork that grandma has cooked too long and trying to avoid eye contact and then suddenly he's lying on a cold mattress and feeling so numb that he's not sure he's alive.
and he remembers the others being so careful, as if after neil anyone could do it, as if todd might drop dead at any moment and isn't that fucking crazy and they're playing paul mccartney on the radio
but todd is at university and linda will pick him up tonight because apparently that's the kind of guy he is and he can almost forget about it all if he just stays out of shops for this whole horrid month, if he can just ignore the tin-can sound of bad speakers playing words he's heard a thousand times, if he can squeeze his eyes shut and keep out the merry christmas merry christmas year after year after year
i’m rewatching dps rn and i’m at the part where neil’s father drags him away after the play, and (i’ve got the subtitles on) someone says “we love you” to neil, and im pretty sure it’s todd. but either way that’s the last thing neil heard from the poets, from todd. they love him. he was loved. i’m bawling.
thinking.
DPS X Peanuts
A style study while drawing my fave poets
This probably one of the funnest things I’ve drawn in ages
Hey all !! I'm gonna be officially going inactive on here <3
I'm so glad that what I've started here has inspired many and I love all the friends I've made, and I know there are so many others who've made blogs that are active rn and who knows !! Maybe I'll bring this blog back after a bit of time. I'll keep this blog here and open for anyone to send in asks still or for people to look back on and reminisce on old times, but for now; Farewell, all.
You can find me on my main, @monty-the-hyena
carpe diem, bffs
it’s been so much fun!! thx for the memories :’)
-pitts (on tumblr at least)
todd thinking the new year could change him but nothing could change how he felt for neil and what happened
huge shoutout to Neil Perry for wearing Converse in the fabled year 1959 u a real one
i love being on dps tumblr because it means i'm also on house md tumblr by default
i have never seen a single episode of this show, but pretty regularly i'll be scrolling and see a gifset where one of those two guys says smth like "lets move in together/go on dinner dates/please tell me you love me" and then the tags are "#hatecrimes md #gay #rsl's slutty little waist #s6e3 you will always be real to me"
anyway y'all are a special kind of crazy and i love you for it
oh neil perry you are so loved
favorite dps headcannon?
what if i said autistic neil perry headcanon
Where'd all the time go?
It's starting to fly
is it such a crime to want to look like steven meeks from the 1986 film Dead Poets Society?? like god forbid i want to wear a little sweater vest and be a fucking nerd.
do y'all ever think about how acting was probably just a metaphor? and all of that really wasn't about acting at all.
do y'all ever just start sobbing at random at random hours?