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So I just got cast as Cinderella in our high schools production of Into the Woods!!!! Ahh this is weird and exciting and I want to pee but I also want to dance and i dont know how to handle myself.





merrvpippins:

finally the day has come to post this


"When people say ‘This is my baby,’ they don’t always mean a baby. Sometimes they mean a dog."

A Somali student, on what has surprised her most about the United States.  (via 33113)


Most Heartbreaking SMASH Scene - Ivy & Leigh


broadwaycom:

Go INTO THE WOODS with Meryl Streep! First look at the eerie new movie poster

underthe-corktree:

I feel like if cats could talk they’d be feminists




"

A 14 year-old boy was recently raped at knife-point by a 20 year-old woman. When the story broke, it was primarily men who claimed he should have enjoyed it. It was feminists who validated his pain and spoke in support of him.

This is why we need feminism.

"

(via charlesneedsfeminism)

"but men get raped too-"

AND LOOK HOW YOU HANDLED THAT

(via unteens)


melissaannandthecool:

Just a reminder

franklinshepard:

musicals that start off kinda silly and end up destroying you emotionally (◕‿◕✿)




ignitionremix:

what is this weird ass note I made at 3:19 am last night


in the past, when you were no more than a babe
your father brought his young wife and you to this cottage
they were a handsome couple but not handsome neighbours..

kurgs:

skeletongrazed:

skeletongrazed:

what’s the difference between a dirty bus stop and a lobster with breast implants ?

one’s a crusty bus station and one’s a busty crustacean

#i’ve told this joke a million times and it NEVER fails




Heathers (1988)


ofmiceand-clifford:

demonica-dawson:

time-lord-ramnikul:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.

Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

Metal guys are one big family. Simple as that.

I remember seeing this for the first time like a year ago and not once have I seen it and not reblogged it because this is just amazing.

and we’re fucking satanists 



Brenna, 16, Choir Girl, Theatre Geek, Musical Fan, Punk Rock, Writer.

Yeah.

Par l'âme des lointains berceaux.





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