Definitely (wicked (eat A Tree))

definitely (wicked (eat a tree))

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carry on fancast that’s not troye sivan and ezra miller bc i’m tired of that shit

simon: olly alexander

baz: timothee chalamet

note: i know timothee is white and baz is not but remember: baz may not technically be White but he’s like, pale as fuck. also i love timothee chalamet

an excerpt from a lovely letter i received from a friend the other day:

“what delights you in life? if you could only keep 5 items from your room/house, what would they be? would you rather never be loved or never be able to love? green yarn or blue yarn? do you think there’s an afterlife and if so what would it consist of? are you afraid of death or just what dying takes away? do you think trump will win the next election? what do you think defines love? why do you think humans evolved in a way that allows out hearts to be broken? lions, tigers, or bears? do you want to live in a city when you grow up? if you could draw happiness, what would it look like?”

good job, fren

do you ever get the feeling that life is moving too slowly and you’re waiting for something to happen but nothing is and why are you anxious, nothing’s going on? i just need to do something, i need to get out of this town and go somewhere- new york or london or paris or germany or italy or anywhere, but alas i have no money and am only fifteen and can’t go anywhere on my own anyway, and the time when i can is never going to get here and i have been waiting the whole weekend for something to happen but nothing ever has.

someone take me somewhere. take me to see hamilton on broadway or take me to france to see les mis in the language it was written in, even though i won’t understand any of the words or take me to italy so i can eat their gelato and their pasta or take me to germany, i just want to do something.  i just want to go somewhere.

My brother, prancing through the house and singing:

“All I want for Christmasssss...

is Exploding Kittens Extra-Terrestrial Explicit Deck”

petra petra. more things would prob happen if you didn’t “wait the whole weekend for something to happen but nothing ever has” and like. made plans. idk maybe that’d help. 

do you ever get the feeling that life is moving too slowly and you’re waiting for something to happen but nothing is and why are you anxious, nothing’s going on? i just need to do something, i need to get out of this town and go somewhere- new york or london or paris or germany or italy or anywhere, but alas i have no money and am only fifteen and can’t go anywhere on my own anyway, and the time when i can is never going to get here and i have been waiting the whole weekend for something to happen but nothing ever has.

someone take me somewhere. take me to see hamilton on broadway or take me to france to see les mis in the language it was written in, even though i won’t understand any of the words or take me to italy so i can eat their gelato and their pasta or take me to germany, i just want to do something.  i just want to go somewhere.