Category Archives: the universal language
“I don’t know how we got into this state again, but I just really want to get this off my chest because I can’t fucking sleep right now. I miss you Anthony. So much. And I don’t know if you’re … Continue reading
Having heard your voice yesterday night I know I shouldn’t miss you Having talked for 8 hours non stop I know I shouldn’t have more to say Ten minutes before five nothing seems to work I’ve tried music, I’ve … Continue reading
I’m just saying that it was easy for me to like Lacey before. It’s easy to like someone from a distance. But when she stopped being this amazing unattainable thing or whatever, and started being, like, just a regular girl … Continue reading
Inspirare for our club is something that changes how you see things, something you can incorporate in theater, something that never makes you give up. A person with a life full of inspiration is blessed. Everyday you wake up and you … Continue reading
This is what happens every time. No wonder it gets harder to let your guard down because you never know what might come to break you once again. It’s like a cycle that keeps happening over and over, You’re tired … Continue reading
You’re quietly reading a book. Unaware of the things that surround you. When a certain line just hits you right through. You see yourself as another being. Far apart from the girl in a pony tail looking very serious as she reads her book.
You start to hear a familiar sound. It’s music. Probably something you’ve never heard of before but something makes the song feel calm, sincere. Different.
It feels like Love.
And you return back to yourself and read those lines over and over again. Nothing seems to have changed. Except for the fact you can hear the song inside your head.
—-“How did you know it was me?” I have to ask.
“The way you looked at me,” she says. “It couldn’t have been anyone else.”
This is what love does: It makes you want to rewrite the world. It makes you want to choose characters, build the scenery, guide the plot. The person you love sits across from you, and you want to do everything in your power to make it possible, endlessly possible. And when it’s just the two of you, alone in a room, you can pretend that this is how it is, this is how it will be. —-
It’s only a few times you encounter a song so beautiful, so different from the rest that it sticks with you and now all you want is to share it with the rest of the world, to those seeking for the great perhaps, to those who have failed and are scared to try again and to those who feel lost and still searching for what seems to be missing…
That’s what inspires me the most.
Hold on to it.