Sorry I’m Late, Professor. I’m Disenchanted With The Human Experience And Waking Up Every Morning

baffled by the recent genre of "you shouldn't only consume shippable media" posts like that's actually a real problem. seeing people on tumblr talk about fandom stuff and concluding that therefore they must have literally nothing else going on in their lives is a really weird logical leap tbh. like, it's tumblr. i come on here to be gay and look at cat videos. that is this website's sole purpose for me. love and light to you all but i have zero interest in engaging in in-depth analysis of foundational literature with you

the only real good ship dynamic: tragic hero x person with genre awareness

my love language is people cooking and feeding each other food, like it’s so intimate for no reason

angel plumbers

"But in real life it is different. Most men and women are forced to perform parts for which they have no qualifications. Our Guildensterns play Hamlet for us, and our Hamlets have to jest like Prince Hal. The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast."

-Oscar Wilde, Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories

google search how to recognise what you’re feeling when it’s not super intense or the Void

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

the most heartbreaking part of hamlet really is the whole “goodnight sweet prince” part because when horatio says “and angels sing thee to thy rest” he is using the intimate form of thou, and it’s the first time he ever does it. hamlet consistently uses the intimate form of thou for horatio (only when they’re in private though, which – if shakespeare intentionally wanted to give their relationship homoerotic subtext, which he totally did – shows that hamlet wants to keep his romantic love for horatio a secret to the greater public) but horatio, being the respectful person he is and also given the fact that if he were to use the intimate form of thou it would pretty much be a romantic confession, never ever uses thou. except when after hamlet dies. when it’s too late. 

here hamlet is, dying in horatio’s arms, asking horatio if he ever held him in his heart. and horatio doesn’t get a chance to reply. hamlet dies. only then does horatio realize his mistake of not confessing sooner

I just know that when Romeo and Juliet premiered two ye olde girlies in the pit at intermission were like didst thou see the sparks betwixt Tybalt and mercutio… aye and not from their swords alone!

hi tonight we cry about the fact that the goddess from the Saffron Goddess fresco appears to be wearing necklaces of duckies and dragonflies