~~Theatre major with a caffeine addiction and constant anxiety~~ [20] [They/Them]
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Goth on bench. What will they do?
Early 1960's Monster popcorn Bucket featuring Bela Lugosi as Dracula
"Hell is empty and all the devils are here."
Congrats daughter, you're finally old enough to hear the family drama. I need to go enact my revenge now; but here's a boyfriend I'll pretend to disapprove of as a consolation gift.
Your friendly neighborhood island spirit does a lot of putting people to sleep, then waking them up again, but this time, to stop a murder. Caliban tastes liquor for the first time and is convinced butler buddy is God.
Not knowing her father's watching, Miranda and Ferdinand promise to marry each other. Ariel conjures a banquet to lure the old royals and confront them, then makes it vanish before they can eat.
“We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and or little lives are rounded with a sleep.”
Prospero: Jk, Jk, daughter. I do, in fact, approve of boyfriend.
Everyone reunites, all is forgiven, and Ariel and Caliban are freed. Prospero quits magic and travels with everyone for Miranda and Ferdinand's upcoming wedding; in addition to him becoming Duke again.
Swallow Heart Edwardian Brooch
They built it on top of a graveyard and used the tombstones in construction of the building. Tons of bodies are still under it. The whole place radiates bad energy.
The man buried below died by being struck by lightning. Then up sprouted a tree at the head of his tombstone that managed to get hit by lightning twice and still live.
Old Town Hall, Salem MA. One of the filming locations for Hocus Pocus
I avoid sleep cause I like to pretend I can avoid tomorrow
Nothing's going to happen, but I've convinced myself the world's ending
So I'm building up a list of my worry and sorrow
It keeps my mind off of the night and morning skies blending
Maybe I just drink too much caffeine
I tell myself that, anyway
Cause I tend to ramble on like an anxious machine
And the more I do that, the longer I can keep sleep away
Standing in the rain. I tried, but it was in vain
All of my effort have gone to waste
Standing in the rain, wishing it could wash away the pain
Wishing all my mistakes could be erased
Yet I still stand here, as if I can just pretend
Pretend if I stood here long enough, it would all be okay again
“Mother of Pearl.” Planthopper Phenax variegata. (x).
Despite using Tumblr on my Chromebook, I still scroll on it like I would if it was on a phone. My finger hurts, and yet I continue
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Is control simply a delusion; reality, an illusion?
Was there a time where things made sense
I want to stay in touch, be aware. But the world is so unfair
Current events contorts my stomach into anxious knots of torturous suspense
Madame Moon
Beverly Parker
I've noticed this shift lately and I hate it! I plan to counteract this by wearing the most whimsical little outfits I can come up with
pretentious moment incoming but why is everyone's idea of fashion so fucking boring these days. why the fuck did my manager just ask me "what's with the scarf". "what's with the scarf" fuck man do I need a reason to wear a faggy little scarf now? you could just say "nice scarf man". what's with your attitude
Silly phone, you're not detecting an analog audio accessory, you're detecting soup, from the bowl of soup I dropped you in.
If I'm a mess, let me be a mess
Tear me apart, I live for distress
If my life is hell, then so be it, let me dwell
I'm a cyclone, a blizzard, your local natural disaster
So I'll live like there's no tomorrow, cause if I die, there's nothing after
You can call it self destructive, call me paranoid,
But I'm tired of being productive, I'm resting in the void