7-21-17
Musicals~
They're so fun a great, every song is the result of months of writing, practicing, and memorising. Just so that the audience can be impressed. I find musicals beautiful;
especially these:
• Be more chill, Michael is a bean, a gay bean. Cannon bisexuals and of course boyf riends is my OTP.
• Hamilton, it's a history lesson and a beautiful production yes please. Eliza has a beautiful voice and Angelica is a strong female protagonist. Lams is a beautiful ship as well
• Dear Evan Hanson, I relate so much to this. An actual musical that talks about mental disorders and even touched on serious topics. Tree buds 💕💕
• Heathers, i love the music in this one. Heather M is so pure, so sweet, plus yellow is one of my favourite colours. Not to many ships, but all the same I love this one.
There was nothing to make him last a long time
Go to the waters if it suits thee there
If that blue could stay for ever; if that hole could remain for ever; if this moment could stay for ever... I feel myself shinning in the dark...I am arrayed. I am prepared. This is the momentary pause; the dark moment. The fiddlers have lifted thier bows... this is my calling. This is my world. All is decided and ready...I am rooted, but I flow... 'Come,' I say, 'come'
Stars in the sky. Stars on the ground. It's hard to tell where the sky ends and earth begins. It's lovely
You say you will love them forever, but does forever have a built in ending?
I am carried off. We yeild to this slow flood... In and out,we are swept;... We cannot step outside it's sinuous, it's hesitating, it's abrupt, it's perfectly encircling walls.
"you make me love you"
Let us wandering to the gilt chairs... Are we not acceptable, moon? Are we not lovely sitting together here...?
My beloved boat is broken on the rocks of daily life... I've paid my debts and no longer need to count pains I've suffered at the hands of others. The misfortunes, and the insults. Good luck to those who remain
You have been in every way all that anyone could be... If anybody could have saved me, it would have been you
We do not remember days, we only remember moments
And in the end, do you really die? Or are you just, free?
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.
You cannot find peace by avoiding life.
As a woman I have no country. As a woman my country is the whole world.
For most of history, Anonymous was a woman.
A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.
Arrange whatever pieces come your way.
I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.
Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
Women have served all these centuries as looking-glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.
I have lost friends, some by death... others through sheer inability to cross the street.
Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works.
The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.
I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.
