Anybody else sometimes wish that limbs were detachable like lego people so you could just swap them out for new ones?
The euphoria of dying my hair another colour will literally never get old
Am I sad? Hair dye
Am I upset? Hair dye
Am I bored? Hair dye
It brings me such unexplainable joy
Literally every day
Reblogging because I needed to hear this
I just want to remind you that sometimes your life really doesn't begin until you are 26+... Romanticizing and obsessing over our youth is harmful. Growing up is beautiful. Discovering who you are and how you interact with the world is a gift. Maturing and learning what you truly want out of life and living in that purpose brings fulfillment and peace. Your life is not over in your early 20's because you haven't figured it out yet, it's just beginning.
Me @ myself every morning: I need you to understand that work is vital to your survival, and you must get out of bed post haste
And yet I keep replying with "is survival really that important tho"
there's something so endlessly poetic about eva noblezada and reeve carney's relationship.
they met & fell in love while performing the central romantic characters of a retelling of a 2000+ year old tragic myth, in which the central theme of the show is how people have been retelling this story over and over again for all of those 2000+ years, every time hoping that it will 'turn out this time', only to be devestated by the inevitably tragic ending. a retelling that begs people to hope, to believe that this time, orpheus will get to take eurydice with him.
"who are you?" "the man who's gonna marry you."
"lover, tell me, when we're wed..."
on reeve's final show, they recreated the end of the show, allowing orpheus to take his eurydice up the stairs and out of 'hadestown', hand in hand with her - an ending that the mythological orpheus & eurydice never got to see.
and then they got engaged, on a bridge overlooking the theatre where they first performed together, while returning to their characters together for the first time in a year and a half.
they are the orpheus and eurydice who made it out. they are what the show begs us to believe in.
anais mitchell, you prophetess.
I am reaching out on behalf of my dear friend, Mohamad S., who is facing one of the most challenging times of his life. Mohamad is 37 years old and left his homeland in 2015 in search of a safer and better future. He’s a kind, hardworking man, and his small family has always been his greatest priority.
Living abroad, Mohamad has recently endured unimaginable loss and financial strain. Amidst the ongoing conflict in his homeland, his mother passed away, leaving behind his sister and her five young children—the last remaining members of his immediate family.
As the situation worsened, Mohamad managed to help his sister and her children escape to safety in Egypt, covering their immediate needs and securing a temporary refuge for them. Since then, he has been fully responsible for providing everything they need to survive during this transition.
In his efforts to support his family and cope with this devastating loss, Mohamad has found himself deeply in debt. To make matters even more difficult, he recently underwent knee surgery, which limits his ability to return to work for the foreseeable future. This has made it even harder for him to manage his financial responsibilities and the pressing need to provide his family with a stable future.
Mohamad is now working to bring his sister and her five children to join him in Belgium, where he hopes they can find stability and opportunity after all they’ve endured. This transition, however, requires significant resources that he is currently unable to meet alone.
For privacy reasons, we are not sharing Mohamad’s full name, as he has chosen to keep his identity discreet. While he initially refused the idea of asking for help, I couldn’t stand by and watch him struggle alone. I insisted on doing this for him because he deserves a chance to overcome these challenges.
Your contribution will help Mohamad repay the debt incurred during this difficult time, cover ongoing living expenses for his family, and assist with the costs involved in bringing them safely to Belgium.
Mohamad has been a good friend of mine for years, and I’ve always admired his resilience and generosity. Any support, no matter the size, will make an incredible difference in helping Mohamad and his family rebuild their lives after these painful experiences.
Thank you for reading his story and considering helping a man who has always done everything he can for his loved ones.
Adam
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That feeling when you get to talk to that one person who never fails to make you smile and improve your whole week
Me and some coworkers one day, talking about getting maimed and amputated on the job: hey you know that scene in Pirates of the Caribbean when Barbosa detaches his prosthetic leg to drink out of
Us: haha that would be cool, we could have a peg leg like that too!
One of the guys: wait, keg leg!
Everyone: OMG KEG LEG
AND THEN THE JUST A MAN MOTIF PLAYS
So normal about how the ENTIRE MUSICAL they are saying that Odysseus will be a different person when he goes home. That he and the monster are separate. That he won't be him anymore. That he died and was replaced by the monster.
AND HOW IN ONE SONG PENELOPE TELLS ODYSSEUS THAT NONE OF THAT IS TRUE, AND WE BELIEVE HER. BECAUSE SHE'S RIGHT.
BECAUSE DESPITE EVERYTHING, IT'S STILL HIM. AND OF COURSE THE ONE WHO LOVES HIM THE MOST KNOWS THAT.
everyone knows the real reason Orpheus turned around was cos he heard some dramatic ass king of ithaca belting about how “all he hears are screams” and he had to check with Eurydice to see if they heard the same thing
21, she/her, queer of course, you can call me March 😘. Just a blog to dump my silly thoughts and see posts about my fandoms ✌️
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