Never trust a person who throws away playbills.
i have a problem and its called not enough fictional lesbians
[singing alone in shower] my name is marius pontmercy [raises voice seventeen octaves] and mine’s cosette
Knowledge is knowing that Frankenstein is not the monster.
Wisdom is knowing that Frankenstein is the monster.
never underestimate the amount of musical references i can make in a day
never underestimate the amount of musical references i make in:
- this day
- no day but today
- one short day
- one day more
- just another day
- i know it’s today
- brand new day
- at the end of the day
- day by day
well its been a long day don’t forget the references I’ll make tonight and tomorrow.
there’s a post floating around my dash that’s like “don’t cast people who can’t sing in musicals,” which like yeah, okay, but also don’t cast people who can’t ACT in musicals because I’ll tell you what if you can barely carry a tune but know how to pour your heart and soul into a character and make them a person I would pick you ten times over sweet voice mcnoemotions okay
Go to Starbucks. Order coffee for “Prisoner 24601”
When they call out your order, jump up and yell “My name is Jean Valjean!”
And if the barista replies with “AND I’M JAVERT,” you tip that motherfucker so hard
you tip them right over the edge of a bridge
you fucking didn’t