Being a broadway star would be the BEST kind of famous. You’re only famous to certain people so you could totally live a normal life, and when you’re noticed it’s by some teenager who’s obsessed with you and cries about how much you mean to them and gives you beautiful fan art like that’s the dream

so anyways i was thinking about this post the other day 

and anyways long story short i did a thing 

why you’re still single based on your favorite musicals

Mean Girls: you don’t let yourself be pushed around. You know what kind of love you deserve.

The Book of Mormon: it’s hard to find someone who matches both your sharp wit and your big heart.

The Phantom of the Opera: you’re waiting for someone who aches as profoundly for art and beauty as you do.

Waitress: as someone who always gives so much more than they take, you want to learn to love yourself first.

Be More Chill: your understanding of loyalty is well beyond your years; amongst your peers, you’re always the most mature. Also, you’re probably in love with your best friend.

Heathers: you’re a bit intimidating, honestly. But that’s only because you carry yourself with such conviction and unshakable knowledge of what’s right.

Newsies: you understand that, as de Saint Exupéry wrote, “love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.”

Wicked: you’re looking for someone who truly complements your strengths and weaknesses, not just someone who flatters you.

Les Misérables: firstly, your friends always come first. Secondly, you’re looking for someone whom you harmonize with morally and spiritually. Thirdly, you sing very loudly in the shower and you’ve scared off all your neighbors.

Falsettos: you know that love is a journey, not a destination.

Sunday in the Park with George: you’re scared that loving someone would mean giving them your entire soul.

Dear Evan Hansen: you’re afraid that if people really knew you, they wouldn’t like you. (Spoiler alert: they already know you. And they love you.)

West Side Story: you’re already married to Chita Rivera.

Hamilton: Lin-Manuel Miranda fucked up your standards forever.

Tuck Everlasting: you turned 18.

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Two sides of the same coin