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ind. pt barnum from "the greatest showman."

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gtkm » movies [ 4 / ∞ ] » the greatest showman (2017) dir. michael gracey

everyone is special, and nobody is like anyone else. that’s the point of my show.

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       ‘    you    will    always    have    the    good    times,    phin.    ‘         through    adversity,     though    scandal,    and    living    with   kindness    all    the    same,    the    two    seemed    to    work    out    mostly    everything.    talking    was    the    solution    to     most    of    their    problems,    and    the    happiness    still    kept    beating    through    their    hearts    and    dancing   in    their   mind.            ‘    and     you    will    have    us    to    recall    the    memories    with.    and    besides,    it’s    never    a    goodbye,    it’s …     ‘           a     smile,    reassuring    in    nature.        ‘    see    you     down    the    road.     ‘

          ❛  see  you  down  the  road,  ❜  words  were  echoed  in  a  hushed  tone,  attention  turning  to  charity.  to  see  her  smile  was  enough  to  wash  a  sense  of  tranquility  over  his  entire  being.  she  was  right.  phineas  was  CONVINCED  he  would  be  able  to  visit  the  circus  as  he  pleased  &  he  would  have  charity  &  his  girls  to  reflect  on  where  it  all  began.  a  breath  passed  his  lips  that  one  could  conceive  as  a  piece  of  a  laugh  trapped  in  a  tight  chest.  ❛  i  like  that.  there  will  be  more  shows  when  i’m  gone  &  we  can  watch  the  circus  grow.  as  a  family.  i’m  sure  they  would  love  to  see  us  again  &  properly  meet  the  girls.  ❜  a  few  seconds  passed  as  he  spent  the  time  leaning  over,  lips  meeting  in  a  gentle  kiss.  ❛  even  if  i  wanted  to  say  goodbye,  once  you  join  the  circus,  you  never  truly  LEAVE.  you   ...   you’re  always  a  part  of  that  family   ...   ❜

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                                  (   @brvckens  |  stubborn love   )      

          ❛  keep  your  head  up.  ❜  loss  was  not  something  that  was  easily  conquered,  whether  it  was  losing  something  minor  like  a  shoe  on  a  bad  day  or  losing  something  significant  that  one  couldn’t  even  BEGIN  to  explain  on.  there  was  an  entire  SPECTRUM  of  loss,  but  it  always  still  weighed  heavy  on  the  heart.  phineas  had  learned  that  from  personal  experience.  so,  the  least  he  could  do  was  offer  support.  the  hint  of  a smile  cracked  his  stoic  expression,  chocolate  gaze  softening  as  he  continued  to  speak,  HOPING  the  words  may  reach,  ❛  keep  your  love.  ❜

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                                       (   @novoiice  |  i know i said lyrics but look   )         

          ❛  you  can  tell  so  many  stories  without  having  to  say  a  SINGLE  WORD.  ❜  his  voice  was  soft  when  he  spoke,  afraid  to  break  evelyn’s  concentration  as  she  rehearsed.  to  think  that  he  had  managed  to  find  such  an  amazing  act  in  the  young  woman  swarmed  his  mind.  while  there  was  perhaps  a tinge  of  jealousy  towards  her  talent,  his  PRIDE  for  her  casted  light  over  that  shadow.  she  was  unique.  one  of  a  kind.  even  if  he  had  the  power,  phineas  didn’t  want  to  deprive  her  of  such  a  gift  &  hopefully  self - appreciation.  ❛  it’s  no  wonder  so  many  people  adore  you.  do  you  have  your  NEXT  tale  prepared  yet ?  if  not,  there’s  no  rush.  ❜

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WHAT’S YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE PERCENTAGE?

You Are 35% Gryffindor, 33% Slytherin, 18% Ravenclaw, and 14% Hufflepuff!

Like Harry Potter himself, your allegiances definitely lie with Gryffindor, but Slytherin may be a better fit for you than you’d originally think. Your passion for adventure, excitement, and new experiences means that Gryffindor is the perfect place for you. You are fiercely loyal to your closest friends – sometimes even to a fault – and the recklessness and optimism that comes with being a Gryffindor combined with the ambition of Slytherin will ensure that you go far in life.

Your slight compatibility with Ravenclaw house hints at an appreciation for knowledge and wisdom, though they are not priorities for you.

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                                          (   @rewrittenstar  |  infinitesimal   )        

          months  had  passed  since  phineas  had  retired  from  the  circus,  leaving  it  in  the  care  of  a  younger,  vibrant  man.  one  he  trusted.  yet,  his  mistakes  still  seemed  to  haunt  him,  dragging  him  further  down  whenever  they  arose  to  the  front  of  the  mind.  so,  he  found  DISTRACTIONS.  he  wanted  to  move  on  &  considering  spending  time  with  his  families  was  enough  to  mute  the  ghosts  of  his  past,  he  gladly  downed  that  medicine  when  he  got  the  opportunity.  so,  after  the  recent  performance,  he’d  taken  it  upon  himself  to  invite  phillip  for  drinks  once  the  circus  was  closed  up.  what  harm  did  it  do  to  catch  up ?  hear  how  the  circus  had  evolved ?

          once  the  invitation  was  thrown  into  the  air,  he  took  it  upon  himself  to  leave  early  to  the  bar  to  get  a  head start  on  drinks.  amber  liquid  came  &  went  in  short  periods  of  time,  his  attention never  straying  until  he  saw  a familiar  figure  stroll  through  the  bar  doors.  he  decided  to  come.  phineas  waved  him  over  without  another  thought,  ordering  two  more  drinks,  but  it  wasn’t  long  before  he  found  himself  dazed  by  the  alcohol  &  simply  speaking.

          ❛  millions  &  billions  &  TRILLIONS  of  stars,  but  i’m  down  here  low,  fussing  over  scars  on  my  soul,  ❜  was  spoken  into  his  drink  as  he  rose  his  shot glass  to  his  lips,  glazed  eyes  staring  forward.  while  thoughts  drifted  into  a  storming  sea,  lead  purely  by  the  whiskey.  a  beat  passed  before  his  head  was  thrown  back,  an  empty  glass  soon  being  placed  back  on  the  bar  top.  the  fame  that  got  to  his  head,  the  abandonment  of  his  circus,  jenny lind,  the  fire         it  was  all  nipping  at  his  heels  as  he  pushed  forward,  but  the  alcohol  made  them  feel  like  SHACKLES.

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You’d be shocked at how many times I’ve almost kissed you.

But you’re not mine to kiss. @jennics (via musingisms)

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I Write Like

Stephen King.

Stephen Edwin King (born September 21, 1947) is an American author of contemporary horror, suspense, science fiction and fantasy. His books have sold more than 350 million copies and have been adapted into a number of feature films, television movies and comic books. King has published 50 novels, including seven under the pen-name of Richard Bachman, and five non-fiction books. He has written nearly two hundred short stories, most of which have been collected in nine collections of short fiction. Many of his stories are set in his home state of Maine.

King has received Bram Stoker Awards, World Fantasy Awards, British Fantasy Society Awards, his novella The Way Station was a Nebula Award novelette nominee, and his short story "The Man in the Black Suit" received the O. Henry Award. In 2003, the National Book Foundation awarded him the Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters. He has also received awards for his contribution to literature for his whole career, such as the World Fantasy Award for Life Achievement (2004), the Canadian Booksellers Association Lifetime Achievement Award (2007) and the Grand Master Award from the Mystery Writers of America (2007).

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   A    MILLION    DREAMS         OF    THE    WORLD           WE’RE    GONNA    MAKE.

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BASTILLE “ VS. ” LYRIC STARTERS

FALL INTO YOUR ARMS

❝ you don’t listen to me anymore. ❞ ❝ your voice is a weapon, and we’ll do with it what we can. ❞ ❝ i’ll fall into your arms again. ❞

BITE DOWN

❝ you don’t have to look any further. ❞ ❝ i’ve been waiting here for you for a time. ❞ ❝ you’re missing what is right before your eyes. ❞ ❝ no one’s gonna stick the pieces together for you. ❞ ❝ you’ve got your claws buried deep. ❞ ❝ you better sink your teeth before i disappear. ❞ ❝ i’m trying to keep my composure. ❞ ❝ you’ve been looking me over. ❞ ❝ i’m tired of waving my arms in the back of the line. ❞ ❝ there are only so many times that i can come running. ❞ ❝ and there are only so many times that i can come running for you. ❞

BAD NEWS

❝ what do you say? ❞ ❝ air knocked out of my lungs, your cue to stay. ❞ ❝ yeah, that’s your cue to stay. ❞ ❝ don’t turn your back on me. ❞ ❝ don’t bury your head deep just cause you don’t know what to say. ❞ ❝ it’s true that it kicks you in the teeth when you are least expecting. ❞ ❝ oh it beats you black and blue before you see it coming. ❞ ❝ bad news like a sucker punch threw me away. ❞ ❝ people fill the streets like nothing has changed. ❞ ❝ they don’t look the same. ❞ ❝ maybe i just want some words of distraction. ❞ ❝ i feel like i’m being consumed. ❞ ❝ maybe i’m expecting the perfect reaction to pull me back. ❞

THE DRIVER

❝ shout out from the bottom of my lungs. ❞ ❝ this thing. it’s a family affair. ❞ ❝ it’s drawing out my weakness. ❞ ❝ there was a time when a moment like this wouldn’t ever cross my mind. ❞ ❝ the sun will rise with my name on your lips. ❞ ❝ ‘cause everything will change tonight. ❞ ❝ i want to be back on the ground where my feet touch my shadow. ❞ ❝ i want to dig my heels in the dirt, feel it break between all my toes. ❞ ❝ anything to stop floating 'round. ❞ ❝ take breath and push the anger down. ❞ ❝ try to remember calmness.  ❞ ❝ what’s the gravity upon your face? ❞ ❝ so i’m the one who’s bleeding. ❞ ❝ real men. always thinking with y/our fists. ❞ ❝ my turn to be the victim. ❞

AXE TO GRIND

❝ long lost opinions, all the words you can’t redeem. ❞ ❝ don’t come round here and be a slave to old ideas. ❞ ❝ scream hallelujah if it’s a thing that helps you breathe. ❞ ❝ your iron rule has often had me on my knees. ❞ ❝ you better sharpen up 'cause all you have is your axe to grind round here.  ❞ ❝ breaking the silence like i’m bursting at the seams. ❞ ❝ so many stifled thoughts and long forgotten dreams. ❞ ❝ i can almost taste reprieve. ❞ ❝ keep on talking to yourself. ❞ ❝ 'cause no one needs to hear the words your read. ❞ ❝ 'cause you’re gonna have to swing that axe round here. ❞

TORN APART PT. I & II

❝ i could only be myself with you around. ❞ ❝ and now there’s nothing left for me to think about. ❞ ❝ and it hurts like hell. ❞ ❝ we were born to be together, torn apart. ❞ ❝ you stepped with a heavy tread and left your mark. ❞ ❝ oh, you left your mark on me. ❞ ❝ it hurts like hell to be torn apart, to be thrown around. ❞ ❝ my yin and yang is killin’ me. ❞ ❝ gotta get back, back to the synergy. ❞ ❝ don’t forget where i been. ❞ ❝ but you’re gonna remember. ❞ ❝ buddy i, i don’t mean to kill your vibe. ❞ ❝ but if you got it, you get it, and i’ve been gettin’ this shit for a long time. ❞ ❝ happiness only brings heartache. ❞ ❝ i’m so beyond naughty. ❞ ❝ and if you don’t like it then why do you want me? ❞ ❝ don’t front if i tickle the strings on your heart. ❞ ❝ you play second fiddle to my instrumental. ❞ ❝ your critical nature departs in the middle of all of my riddles. ❞ ❝ you’ve given up trying, and now you just tear me apart. ❞

WEAPON

❝ this is a vocal confession. ❞ ❝ right now your cause is at war. ❞ ❝ right now your voice is a weapon. ❞ ❝ watch all the storms on the rise. ❞ ❝ no more falling to pressure. ❞ ❝ no more failing acceptance. ❞ ❝ throw all your hells towards the heavens. ❞ ❝ we dance with the devils and make your halos the color of sinners’ portraits. ❞ ❝ and smothering it means everything’s lovely again. ❞ ❝ nothing’s quite as it seems. ❞ ❝ society’s altered, you see. ❞ ❝ kill all your fear in your sleep. ❞ ❝ cause everything’s formed in a dream. ❞ ❝ breathe in insanity’s grip. ❞ ❝ those are words from insanity’s lips. ❞ ❝ we’re falling from sanity’s cliff. ❞ ❝ you’re watching your vanity slip. ❞ ❝ run before the evil erupts. ❞ ❝ this is volcanic feverish lust. ❞ ❝ vengeance is me speaking up. ❞ ❝ this is me speaking up. ❞ ❝ choose your words and etch them on your soul. ❞ ❝ make them heard when crowds drown out your call. ❞ ❝ leave behind your questions, silent thoughts and mentions. ❞ ❝ a wake has to be left, so never falter down. ❞ ❝ so do with it what you can. ❞

REMAINS

❝ i came here for sanctuary. ❞ ❝ to be away from the winds and the sounds of the city. ❞ ❝ i came here to get some peace. ❞ ❝ yes, way down here where the shadows are heavy. ❞ ❝ i can’t help but think of you. ❞ ❝ in these four walls, my thoughts seem to wonder. ❞ ❝ to some distant century where everyone we know is six feet under. ❞ ❝ so when all of your friends are dead and just a memory, and we’re side by side? ❞ ❝ it’s always been just you and me for all to see. ❞ ❝ when our lives are over and all that remains are our skulls and bones, let’s take it to the grave. ❞ ❝ hold me in your arms. ❞ ❝ i’ll be buried here with you. ❞ ❝ i’ll hold in these hands all that remains. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to rest in peace. ❞ ❝ we can haunt each other’s dreams. ❞ ❝ we’ll fight underneath this surf, bicker away in the darkness. ❞ ❝ we’ll find our way to result away from the lands of the living. ❞ ❝ we’ll find a common ground and fall in love all over again. ❞ ❝ all of our friends are dead and just a memory. ❞ ❝ from dusk 'til dawn, the other’s screams grow silent  ❞ ❝ i know i chased a memory. ❞ ❝ but you used to taste so sweet. ❞ ❝ as you faded away, i realized it’s all over. ❞ ❝ nothing stays the same. ❞

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                                        (   @futureshowed  |  golden days   )        

          pride  could  not  BEGIN  to  describe  how  phineas  felt  toward  caroline.  while  she  may  not  have  been  the  star  of  the  ballet,  she  was  still  going  on  stage  &  having  fun.  as  a  previous  ringmaster,  that  was  all  he  could  hope  for  her.  after  the  ballet  had  ended,  he  waited  patiently  out  in  the  lobby  until  he  saw  his  little  girl  run  out,  a  laugh  being  elicited  from  him  as  he  fell  to  one  knee.  colored  specks  reckled  in  the  girl’s  hair  so,  he  ushered  her  closer  to  swipe  it  from  dirty  blonde  locks  &  her  cheek.  ❛  i  bet  they  never  even  THOUGHT  about  the  glitter  dancing  on  the  skin,  ❜  he  cooed,  hand  shifting  to  cup  her  cheek  as  delight  reflected  from  his  brown  eyes.  he  couldn’t  ask  for  better  daughters.

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                                       (   @knowsmagic  |  twisted imagination   )      

          ❛  i've  been  known  to  take  risks  that  the  others  won’t.  ❜  a  hand  rose  to  rest  on  strix’s  shoulder,  only  to  withdrew.  she  didn’t  like  to  be  touched.  phineas  could  recall  her  saying  that.  besides,  after  a  first  encounter  with  her  that  almost  ended  in  him  being  turned  to  ashes,  he  would  prefer  to  HEED  her  requests ; however,  he  would  still  do  his  best  to  ease  the  doubts  that  filled  her  mind.  ❛  no,  i  never  had  the  caution  others  show  ‘cause  there’s  SO  MUCH  in  the  world  that  NOBODY  knows.  ❜  a  warm  smile  was  offered  to  the  tiefling,  a  hand  being  held  out  to  her.  while  he  was  aware  she  had  a  tendency  to  flame  up  if  startled,  he  wanted  to  at  least  offer  some  kind  of  comforting  touch,  even  if  it  WAS  only  her  taking  her  hand  &  squeezing  as  tightly  as  she  could.

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                                       (   @charitynamed  |  good times   )        

          a  hand  laced  together  with  charity’s  from  where  he  stood  next  to  her,  gaze  overlooking  what  he  had  built.  the  circus  was  THRIVING.  even  after  the  hell  they  all  went  through,  they  still  managed  to  push  through.  in  time,  phillip  would  be  released  from  the  hospital  &  then  the  show  could  go  on  as  if  nothing  had  ever  happened.  ❛  i’ll  hate  the  goodbye,  but  i  won’t  forget  the  good  times,  ❜  phineas  spoke  softly,  a  smile  tugging  at  the  corner  of  his  lips.  he’d  grown  FOND  of  everyone  in  the  circus  &  nothing  would  ever  change  that.  even  after  he  hung  up  his  ringmaster  coat,  they  would  all  still  be  a  FAMILY  to  him.

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<I> everyone has an act </I> The Greatest Showman (2017)