22. Ohio. Flibbertigibbet. Pirate. Wannabe Movie Critic.

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Dear exams, please just go away. I don’t even want to start studying.

joecharleskaye:

Because every royal needs to learn the basics - and who else could teach them better than Julie Andrews?

This is perfect.

Mean Girls of the Opera

Christine: Were you talking to Erik?

Meg: I don't know, I mean, he's so weird, he just, you know, came up to me and started talking to me about Coney Island.

Christine: He's so pathetic.

Christine: Let me tell you something about Erik. I thought he was my Angel of Music in middle school. I know, right? It's so embarrassing. I don't even...whatever. So then a few years ago, I started going out with my first boyfriend Raoul who was totally gorgeous and had amazing hair, and Erik was like, weirdly jealous of him. Like, if I would blow him off to hang out with Raoul, he'd be like, "Why didn't you come to lessons today?" And I'd be like, "Why are you so obsessed with me?" So then, for our masquerade party, which was an all-cast-and-crew dance ball, I was like, "Erik, I can't invite you, because I think you're a bit of a stalker." I mean I couldn't have a stalker at the party. There were gonna be other guys there. I mean, right? He was a STALKER. So then he tried to hang Raoul and force me into an opera, it was so retarded. And then he burned down the Opera House because no one would talk to him, and when I got to America, all of his dignity was lost and he was totally weird, and now I guess he owns a freak show on Coney Island.