yes i’m a fucking mess okay, my grandma just died, i recently broke up with my girlfriend, my seasonal depression is back in full force, my migraines are terrible, and i’m never fucking hungry anymore and i’ve lost too much fucking weight, my job moved locations and i have fewer hours than i realistically need to do well for myself,  ALSO I HAVE INSOMNIA so please just be kind to me

im-not-a-crack-pot:

punkrorschach:

aeleolus:

penfairy:

“I would eat his heart in the marketplace” is legit the most savage line I have ever heard, I’d like to personally thank Shakespeare for putting into words that feeling of rage and protectiveness women get when some fuckboy hurts another woman

Okay first off, I will always reblog this post, but secondly, I went to Shakespeare in the Park tonight to see this and all the women cheered *so loudly* when Beatrice said this line, and the guy in front of me looked around all shocked and a little scared and said “… oh wow” and it was ICONIQUE

The funniest part of this line is that it was considered hugely improper to eat ANYTHING in the marketplace so she’s not only saying she’d fuck him up but that she’d do it in a way that goes against social niceties.

Kinda like “I’ll fight you in church” or smth.

!

I’m worried that my grandma was the glue that held our family together. I’m worried she didn’t know how much I adore her. I’m worried she’d be disappointed in me. I’m worried we won’t be able to weather this.