ambassador-of-anguish: shouldertappingghosts: If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate...
My eyes change colors– every teenage white girl (via internationallyoffensive)
damngruchy: hailthelordylordypicca: i wish someone loved me the way Jay Gatsby loves Daisy NO YOU DON’T
sweetspeas: I was curious as to what this newfangled tumblr thing is. So we shall see whether this will be something to keep up, or whether it’ll fizzle out… And for my 1000th post, I shall present to all my very first post on tumblr. Oh, you sweet summer child, Past Self.
London, 1601. A Conversation with Shakespeare
BURBAGE: Hey, Will, I've been looking over this "to be or not to be" stuff, and I think we have a problem.
SHAKESPEARE: Really? What?
BURBAGE: Well, you know lines 78-80?
SHAKESPEARE: You mean where I call death "the undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveller returns"? What's wrong with that?
BURBAGE: You do realize we have a ghost in this play, right?
SHAKESPEARE: Ehh, let's just keep it in. Maybe no one will notice.