do you ever cry because you’ve somehow managed to gain a truly fucking amazing person as your friend? and just think about how fucking blessed you are for their existence and how in some previous life you must have done something fucking amazing to deserve them in this life? DO YOU?
I was seeing Phantom for the second time on Broadway and there was a middle-aged couple sitting behind me. They were fine throughout the whole show, but in the middle of PoNR, the woman suddenly gasped. the man asked, “what is it, honey?” and the woman whispered, "i think this song might be about sex!"
why the hell are clothes so expensive? they’re literally just bits of material that stop us being naked in public. you should be paying me to wear clothes because you do not want to see me without them