Aux Ambassadeurs: Mademoiselle Bécat
Pastel over lithograph, 23 x 20 cm
|friar lawrence:||no u can't marry some1 u just met weren't u just in love with rosethingy|
|friar lawrence:||hA OMG I BET I RLY HAD U GOING THERE|
|friar lawrence:||I TOTALLY PASSED FOR A RESPONSIBLE ADULT FOR ALL OF 2 SECONDS AMIRITE|
|friar lawrence:||OH SWEET JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL|
|friar lawrence:||I'M HILARIOUS|
|friar lawrence:||so this wedding|
don’t say you’re a writer if you just write fanfiction for your entertainment. you’re only a writer if you kill a bear with a typewriter to appease the spirit of hemingway and slather yourself in ink in tribute to shakespeare, the one true over-penis of literature.
The Rolling Stones: Mick Jagger on stage.
"When André Tchaíkowsky died, he donated his body for medical science, but he added the proviso that his skull "shall be offered by the institution receiving my body to the Royal Shakespeare Company for use in theatrical performance."
Since then it was only used in rehearsals because no actor felt comfortable enough using it on stage. Unbeknownst to the paying public, Doctor Who actor Tennant used the skull in 22 performances in Stratford-upon-Avon”"
Why are guys so obsessed with their dicks? We’ll be like “Mothers have the right to breastfeed their baby in public!” And without fail, dudes chime in with, “Does that mean I can pull my dick out in public? Can I urinate in public?” Chill the fuck out. This isn’t about your dick. You are already allowed to have your nipples out in public, sit the fuck down.
— Daniel Radcliffe (via hankgreensmoustache)