pushing daisies really was a modern retelling of orpheus and eurydice in which they knew they wouldnt make it out of the underworld so instead they simply built a life together on the stairs
i love the original frankenstein novel a normal amount
How can you read “I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other” as a closeted teenager and not be changed on an atomic level because of it
currently obsessed with a twitter account that has a bot set up to record their cat leaving and returning to their house
the best part is that the replies are a wave of sadness and depression whenever the cat leaves and then rejoicing when it comes back like the cat is some kind of messiah
frankly im on board with out new lord and savior Pepito. let the people rejoice in his presence as he is the messiah