If Any Of My Friends Are In A Situation, I’m The Man To Call

Yes, pissing in your jeans is the most important thing a person can do

my mental state switches

from: ha ha look at that slightly disheveled man

to: ha ha ha what is the point of living when you have no goals you wish to obtain that are deeper than “I want to finish school” or “I want to find a job that pays well and won’t bore me to death if I do it for a long time”

then to: oooo girlfailure women

My OC Frankie! Vs her oldest design (based on a drawing I made when I was ten)

I just wanted to share 🤭

I met god and they told me to shrt up :(

I Don’t Understand You is a real win for the lgbtq community

The transmasc urge to be a pretty boy but also a skrunkly creature but also be a fictional character

shrek the musical, it is the stem of all my problems I can assure you

reblog if the first musical you listened to was not Hamilton

When the /j sketch of my oc got me pulling out the figure and form anatomical book for artists

Actually super fucking cool

Now seems like a good time to do this

First of all, rip to William Finn, that legend is missed

But I wanted to introduce y'all to my

Falsettos binder

An entirely hand written book of all the (dialogue? Lyrics?) of the entire musical.

Based on the revival 'cause that one's my favorite.

We got: in depth analysis of every bit of significance in nearly every line. Dumb thoughts of mine. And memes.

[I'm not exaggerating when I said I went through eight packs of sticky notes]

The point

A probably incorrect timeline based on a few dates and hella real world assumptions

Pencil/colored pencil drawings featuring every character's musical assigned colors and me-assigned chess pieces

Depressing watercolor paintings

A cobbled together study on the chess pieces used in "the chess game" cause they look so strange and are never used again

An extensive study on the cube which I used to build the whole thing functionally in the real world

What I call ✨ notes on a scene✨

Which is commentary and observations of every bootleg production I've seen.

There's also an In Trouser analysis in here somewhere, but alas, I have reached the image limit.

Perhaps you can tell I'm just slightly feral for this musical and had a bit too much free time a couple months back.

Thinking about the giant ant in Charlie’s apartment