i really want to carry a torch in a cave just like one time
i don’t want to go to school i don’t want to go to university i don’t want to have a career i don’t want anyone to expect anything of me ever ever ever i just want to sit in a cocoon of blankets all day every day sleeping and reading books because i don’t think i’m cut out for this whole ‘contributing member of society’ thing
[[seductively does nothing to indicate I’m attracted to you]]
Much Ado at Edgewood was way too amazing for my feels. I can’t believe Mr. Michael and the cast and poetry club wrote a play about the school and intertwined another play like play-fucking-ception. I want to bring the cast to my house and watch them perform as I curl up in my blanket and get all feel-y like ahhh. It was quite amazing.