“Swift as a deer. Quiet as a shadow. Quick as a snake. Calm as still water. Strong as a bear. Fierce as a wolverine. The man who fears losing has already lost. Fear cuts deeper than swords.”
I asked for spooks and scares, but got tears and depression
Making Of: Be More Chill Original Cast Recording more like ODE TO JOE FRICKIN ICONIS
i’m emotional
Trying to sing all of the parts in any of the songs where the lyrics overlap
“it’s dawned on me suddenly, and for no obvious reason, that I can’t go on”
“Hey guys, it’s me, the biggest disappointment you know”
“I have no clue what I’m doing”
“Does it mean that it’s the end, and I’m alone?”
“I won’t be left alone, left to drown in my pride”
“Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams”
This is my summary of Midnight Mass
so uh i might have cried into my pint of ice cream at an entire squad of past elphabas and glindas singing For Good together for the Wicked 15th anniversary concert
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
John Keating, Dead Poets Society (via alternativemeerkat)