I tell you, the more I think it over, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.
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I tell you, the more I think it over, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.
Vincent Van Gogh (via kvtes)
Heartsprings
I’m terrified of what’s ahead. Yet, the image of every step with my hand proudly holding yours resonates with the beating of my heart. At times, the beating would have an amplitude far greater than I have ever felt. I guess, in these instances, I get scared at how much a person can move me. At how much the weight of every single thing that you do, whether it be good or upsetting, is proportional to the displacement of my heartst(/p)rings.
I know I always tell you to tell me when you no longer feel the same way. I think, I have convinced myself that knowing that, if ever, would make things easier and help me move on. But, can I be real a second?
I am hoping my heartst(/p)rings’ constants are large. It terrifies me [that they are minute and] that one day I will just watch them stretched so far, that it can no longer bounce back to the way it was before. Reaching towards the weights you so easily could remove with a few words; familiar weights that is now all that I have known and I have learned to accept and appreciate. That they will be stretched so far, I can no longer protect it from weights of other people who will try to tug at them. Most of all, I am scared that they will be stretched so close to you that I no longer have any control over them. Scratch that, I am scared that they will be stretched so close to where you once would have been. So next time I tell you to tell me if that ever happens, I'm not asking it light-heartedly. Now, I don't want you to think I won't be able to carry the weights you have shared with me. Each one added, allows me to get closer to you, and, also, reminds me that I have the energy to bounce back. The future worries me a lot. Too much for comfort. But, I guess, I still have that image to comfort me and I'm good, once again. So, just keep tugging.
me, going for a long car ride: yes I can listen to so much music
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Hamilton starts his own ice cream shop… Hamilcone
Hamilton creates a robot army… Hamildrone
Hamilton refuses to clean his room… his mother doesn’t like his Hamiltone
Hamilton and Laurens hook up, now John’s been… Hamilboned
I often break out into Hamilton songs, you could say I’m… Hamilprone
Hamilton did have really nice legs, they were… Hamiltoned
Hamilton receives shocking news… hold the Hamilphone
How does he write like he’s running out of time? … He’s in the Hamilzone
Hamilton created the banks, in case you ever need a… Hamilloan
Philip just wanted to be… Hamilgrown
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The everyday life of Arnold, a 4th-grader in a nameless city that resembles Brooklyn, who lives in a multi-racial boarding house with his grandparents and a motley assortment of neighbors and friends.
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Things Theatre Fans Say #138
Me: *Only cares about the Tony Awards*
Me this year: *Only cares about Hamilton's 10 minutes of Grammys 2016 and the Tony Awards*
Things Theatre Fans Say #139
Me: I can't believe movie tickets are so expensive!
Me: *Spends hundreds of dollars on theatre tickets*
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I wonder what it’s like being 28 and waking up knowing you’re going to ask her to marry you tonight. I wonder what it’s like being 30 and waking up to her gone for the week on a work trip and having the entire bed to yourself for the first time in ages so you starfish the fuck out of it, but somehow drift over to their side because you already miss them. I wonder what it’s like being 42 and waking up for work content that the same pair of tired eyes as yesterday, and the day before that, and for the past 13 years, still look at you like you have the ability to reverse time and stop the sun from rising any higher, then you could both stay in bed. You blink, smile, and kiss her forehead softly as a reply, silently acknowledging your shared distaste for mornings, but not apologizing for wanting to wake up to those eyes again tomorrow. I wonder what it’s like being 49 and waking up beside someone who still makes you nervous when they look at you that close up in the morning, especially now that you’re nearing 50 and fully aware of the wrinkles you have and the ones on the way. I wonder what it’s like being 61 and waking up at 2pm because you were too sore and sickly to get out of bed that morning, but when you hear her key in the door after coming back from the store with some medicine, your favourite soup and a kiss, it still makes your heart beat fast enough to propel you off the bed and into her healing arms. I wonder what it’s like being 87 and waking up next to an undisturbed pillow and an unwrinkled half of a quilt because she died 2 years ago, peacefully in her sleep. It was just her time to go. I wonder what it’s like to live life in that much love. And when you do, I wonder what it’s like to lose it to something as trivial as your body passing through time. It’s heartbreaking that the body can’t last as long as the love between two people. But it’s also kind of beautiful that love transcends physical nature. All we can do is experience it while it’s here and while it lasts.
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