No One:

i don't think with my brain i think with my heart and it's disastrous

Neil’s footprint on the moon will probably become a tourist attraction once space tourism takes off

all this praise for female actors who have been hamlet onstage. well. what about the praise for ME. who has been hamlet so many times. inside my head

trans women are women. trans men are men. both are valid and this blog stands with the trans community.

shakespeare’s like “hamlet is 30 years old,,” okay boomer. he’s 19 and that’s all i’m gonna hear on the subject

biblically accurate angels • tip jar

Ophelia: The stars are beautiful tonight, right?

Horatio: Yeah.

Ophelia: You know what else is beautiful?

Ophelia and Horatio, simultaneously: Hamlet.

Fuck your zodiac sign which greek mythology characters do you kin

poofy shirt tucked into tweed pants, 'crime and punishment' by dostoevsky hidden inside your backpack between school books, writing pretty notes in class with your new fountain pen, quoting wilde casually in a conversation, walking through the school hallway with a quick pace listening to chopin and pretending you're on your way to a secret society meeting, attributing homeric epithets to your friends when you're bored during the break, looking outside the window in class while it's raining and wishing you were someplace else

the first people to ever use terms of endearment for each other must have been so in love i’m in tears just thinking about it