The Princess Bride (1987)

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled “immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

😊❤

francesca hayward and akane takada performing swan lake’s pas de trois

Lyin’ isn’t better than silence
Floatin’, but I feel like I’m dyin’

Alex: I kissed a boy & I liked it.

Nora: That’s gay.

Alex:

I think @mulaney would approve

♪ There’s something tragic, but almost pure. Think I could love you, but I’m not sure. There’s something wholesome, there’s something sweet. Tucked in your eyes that I’d love to meet. ♪

Stevie the shit-stirrer.

—lessons in listening to your heart, and not your head.