a rather silly call to action
i am going to be downloading and posting all my favorite DPS edits on here since tiktok is allegedly in danger once again, i implore you all to do the same if there are specific things you'd like to hold on to
him and this song kill me btw but whatever
now have a sad one.....as a treat
bleed
carve your name deep in my flesh
drink my blood like a fine wine
make my skin your coat
for winter-time
knit my entrails into a scarf
wear my teeth on a silver necklace
blow me to bits, bite into my lips
i hunger to feel your reckless
cut my heart out and eat it on china
use my bones however you please
i live to serve, (or to be served )
for you I'll gladly bleed
they get sooo fucking hissy about each other
my personal experience with DPS and other ramblings
my mother introduced me to the film when I was about 13 or so and I immediately latched onto it and made it part of my personality. i became an extremely pretentious high schooler and would unironically say shit about sucking the marrow out of life (and yes I am embarrassed about it now)
but when I was applying for colleges and I told my mom I wanted to be a theatre major she kinda lost her shit and told me that it was a stupid waste of time and money and i was absolutely GOING THROUGH IT
fast forward to now, I'm a junior in college (theatre major) and I watched DPS with my mom and my brother (his first time watching it) and I realized that my mom fundamentally misunderstood the point of the movie
I will never forget her telling me that she AGREED WITH NEIL'S DAD AND THAT KEATING WAS A DANGEROUS PERSON AND A BAD EDUCATOR
my brother who is into stem and is unappreciative of the arts anyway said that Neil was just kinda stupid and that the movie wasn't that good (????? major side eye on that one but whatever)
i just got so sad for little 17 year old me. she was incredibly sensitive and fragile and I just wonder had my mother been even just slightly harsher about me being a theatre major what would have happened to me?
then a few weeks ago I was talking to my friend. she's the type of person you don't have casual conversations with, you immediately dive into philosophy and morals and art and knowing each other's souls.
we got to the topic of dead poets society and the people who "just don't get it". the people who watch it once and never think about it again. the people who are so content that they are happy to remain stagnant. those who don't yearn for change, or to be known, to make art. those who are content to live and not
Live!!!!
and I'll never understand them and they'll never understand me. and the world will continue on like this. there will be people who stand still and those who can't stop moving
Is this a safe space? Do you understand me pls pls pls pls pls not oomfs even understand. I would like to put him in a jar and shake it the hyperfixation is not good oml
personally i think gender is useless and we should all live without it