peaces.

""Goodbye" is a song and dance that has become so familiar in this summer of ends and beginnings. In a lack of proper perspective, I have had some tearful farewells--there was too much focus, at least on my part, on the end."

nobody's favorite beatle is ringo starr.

Life is very short, and there's no time for fussing and fighting, my friend.

twloha

"Hope isn't something you create, it's something you let inside."

"It's been said that "All the world's a stage." We all have an audience. We all have some kind of influence. We all have a story and a voice. Our lives are our songs. Our hearts are our songs. It's okay to ask real questions. It's okay to say real things. Let's make things that matter and move, and let's chase after those things as well."

Clarissa Dalloway // Sally Seton

I'm pretty sure you honest to god love someone when their presence is so soothing you can fall asleep with them on hot dirty concrete.

only seeds of doubt in our garden grow.

Last night,
in the middle of a dream,
I reached for you
but you were fading.
How can you be so sure,
so safe, and so secure,
when all we really know
will soon be changing?

play it, girl.

Did you believe them when they told you they discovered you, and that everything is free as long as you do what they tell you to? You think it's true? Nothing could be further from the truth, my love. Did you even listen when they told you to change your name, and that nobody wants honesty when looking at a perfect frame? Play the game. Does it make you feel good when they tell you what you want to hear? After they suck all your soul, well that's when they'll dissappear. Dissappear. They'll dissapear forever, like a prince in your little fairy tale. And you will find, one day you put your soul on sale.
Nothing could be further from the truth, my love.
Nothing is more powerful than beauty in a wicked world.

You're Missing Everything Down Here.

I can hear the marching band from my bedroom where I plan to hide. Come on inside.

Today it is raining a million raindrops on the ground. One more quarter left in the school year. Just one. Three more shows until Wildwood, one or two of which I won't get to perform in. One rehearsal until opening night. Five performances of Footloose this weekend. One choir concert, just one. No A Cappella performances. Five scholarships to fill out tonight. Three months until choir camp. Two until graduation. Graduation. Everything's numbers lately. I guess that's what happens. Feeling a bit indifferent towards the world today. Need to remember to take one day at a time and appreciate every little thing. Gotta find my mojo, gotta find that one thing that brings me back. I think it's the sun, but today I'm kinda s.o.l. in that area. One day at a time. Dont' feel like myself quite yet. Getting there.
Java and the park with Shelby tomorrow. A much needed Shelby-and-Angee-Time.

Are you ready to go? On with the show.