Cherik My Poor Little Meow Meow ™

Heleana the Dreamer

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tch. Whatever. Tumblr is for losers anyway. (Closes app) ... (Opens it again) (deletes account) (closes app) (opens Firefox) (starts Yorking off to images of princess peach with a 5 incher

some day i hope to understand this world like you, anon

1990 Erik + text posts

He's so baby

GETS ME EVERY TIME

"average person burns 3 candles a year" factoid actualy just statistical error. average person burns 0 candles a year. erik phantomopera, who lives in cellar and burns over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

me: man my job sucks i want to play video games or somethin

the nefarious anglerfish:

Jenny Holzer plus some rando dogs 

Watching the POTO (2004) for the first time and I’m starting to notice just how childlike and wounded Erik is. Like the parts especially when he takes Christine to his lair and you see this little guy:

He puts the music box on to wake her up as he’s working and the dolls he’s made of Christine onstage. Just a grown man who still has that young boy inside of him, hidden away from the world, who’s wanted to share his own little world with someone. How lonely life must be down in the lair so he’s created a fantasy of his own to keep going. Oh god, this reminds me so much of my life in college when I didn’t really have anyone to be close to and it just hits so hard for me tbh.

Although honestly a part of this is just so wrong because Erik is isolating Christine from all she’s known, just to subscribe to a fantasy and an ideal version of his own desires. Mainly it’s all ego combined with loneliness, but damn this monkey and all these details are going to be the death of me 😭

“…Who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven! Secretly, secretly…"

🥀Celebrating the 35th anniversary of Broadway production🖤

i don’t go to this fandom anymore but my personal headcanon for peter walter the sixth is just jerma