F. Scott Fitzgerald
Pablo Picasso
So I do theater and shit at my school and we’re currently in the middle of performing “The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee” (brief synopsis: a bunch of fifth graders cause some drama at a spelling bee, silly kids) and this is what the stage looks like and it’s pretty awesome and oh look there’s the pit orchestra that I’m not currently playing in because there’s no fucking violin part someone’s going to die because of this.
(I’m actually not that upset over it, I just felt like overdramatizing the situation because it’s just that time of day for things like that.)