a contradiction in terms

name's alex. and i like theatre and musicals and films and books and writing and architecture and divas and history and boys. not in that order.


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“ I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away. Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner (via pavorst)

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marshyinwonderland: ‘Where is my mind?’

marshyinwonderland:

‘Where is my mind?’

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Follies Poll

Which Phyllis Loveland song do you think works best? 

  • The Story of Lucy and Jessie
  • Ah, But Underneath
  • Uptown, Downtown

My vote is for Ah, But Underneath personally. Only good change made in the London production. Thoughts?



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“ I don’t think of love as the answer or the solution. I think of love as a force of nature - as strong as the sun, as necessary, as impersonal, as gigantic, as impossible, as scorching as it is warming, as drought-making as it is life giving. And when it burns out, the planet dies.

Lighthousekeeping, Jeannette Winterson (via raysayssomething)

I LOVE YOU JEANNETTE


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this is actually my life

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kitscaboodle: The last time I saw you, we’d just split in two You were looking at me, I was looking at you. You had a way so familiar, I could not recognize ‘cause I had blood on my face You had blood in your eyes But I could swear by your expression That the pain down in your soul was the same as the one down in mine

kitscaboodle:

The last time I saw you, we’d just split in two

You were looking at me, I was looking at you.

You had a way so familiar, I could not recognize ‘cause I had blood on my face

You had blood in your eyes

But I could swear by your expression

That the pain down in your soul was the same as the one down in mine

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upnextbayarea: Quote via I Interview Playwrights.

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Quote via I Interview Playwrights.

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