In silence we walk

With no end in sight

But we the strong souls

Shall never lose might

No matter how far we go,

How far we tread,

The truth that stays hidden,

Shall never be said.

the seemly beauty of a cloudy sky

Lights up the spirits soaring through your eye

You see the beauty in all that is prevalent

And never once do you get caught up in the malevolent

good morning besties! Here's your weekly gay content by yours truly, anderperry ٩(๑´3｀๑)۶

they seem to be very good friends just hugging (つд⊂)ｴｰﾝ lol

In a parallel world, Neil and Todd are listening to Fearless (Taylor’s Version), let that sink in.

It seems that being placed on this earth sparks nothing but the need to escape from its normality, hence we have our films and our books, other facets of sanity.

Do you ever spontaneously decide to buy a fancy ring binder planner to fill up with little scraps of paper and dividers in order to make it chunky and beautiful to look through, or are you normal?

Damn it, Neil, it's Nawanda!

#deadpoetssociety

The striking similarity between “that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse” and “we shall be notes in that great symphony” is groundbreakingly beautiful.

Surpass the surveilling glance Of those before you who Never once gave you a chance And wished failure upon you.

RIP Oscar Wilde, he sure would’ve loved Anderperry and Dead Poets Society.

RIP Charles Darwin, he sure would’ve loved evolutionary psychology.

RIP Dorian Gray, he sure would’ve loved selfies.

RIP Smaug, he sure would’ve loved learning about The Reign of Terror.

RIP Neil Perry, we love you and miss you to death.

hello! how are all my anderperry besties doing? I hope you all are having a nice day ♡

History defines not the future As it has formed the past

What’s to come is yours to decide

But you don’t know what it meant

To see the world as a hopeless event

There’s so much bad that you observe

Yet you still claim there’s no such world

The words of eloquence you speak

Render me nothing else but meek

You find beauty in fragmented terror

And bring about nothing but what is rarer

Than poets who are deemed so grand

And erroneous in ways that are out of hand

So people I see that Gerard Pitts doesn't receive the fuckin love that he deserves so I'm going to point out some headcanons:

He is the dad of the group ( thank you @auxctor for point for me).

He is the guy that you go when you failed the math's exam and just want to forget.

He has a little brother/sister and they have a big age difference ( seven years?). But they're so close too each other. In holidays they're always together doing puzzles or building robots in the living room floor.

He is the one that has a deck of cards with him everytime the poets go out.

"jUsT iN cAsE"

He knows how to fuckin use a first aid kit!

He is a big zero to idioms. He passed the Latin classes all thanks to Meeks.

Speaking of Meeks the two of them are platonic/romantic soulmates (I believe in both). They're the fucking parents of the group. But that's for another time.

Now unlike idioms, Pitts is the biggest nerd in exact sciences. Engineering as we all now is his passion.

He is the kinda of guy that says nothing or speaks two hours in a row.

If you want more or another character request are open people!

Masterlist/Meeks headcanons/Nuwanda headcanons

Have a great day!!

Oh the people you’ll pass and will never meet

All the books that you’ll skim through and will never read

All the paths that you’ll pass and will never tread

All the friendships you had but never did mend

The seemingly minuscule make the biggest differences. Colorful pens and highlighters when taking notes? A bright sunlit plant in a room? They add an aura and ambiance to our monotonous existence.

I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately.

Neil Perry, ‘Dead Poets Society’ (1989)

dps characters as random ass stuff i have written in my notes app at 4am just because

pitts: ‘overpopulation isnt really a thing but if it was cannibalism could solve it.’

neil: ‘honestly im beginning to thing im not as mentally stable as i previously thought.’

meeks: ‘imagine if like all humans lived to 100 and then when they died their child just kinda came up from the ground all like hey.’

charlie: ‘i put the chad in psychedelic.’

todd: ‘taking a shit while listening to hozier - a concept.’

cameron: ‘gods punishment to man: me.’

knox: ‘i had a dream uma thurman proposed to my mother.’

mr keating: ‘when talking with a trump supporter, dont try to argue, just start playing “i’m in love with my car” by queen and let them do the work.’