ZOË BLEU SIDEL &. CALEB LANDRY JONES as ELISABETA &. DRACULA | DRACULA: A LOVE TALE
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ZOË BLEU SIDEL &. CALEB LANDRY JONES as ELISABETA &. DRACULA | DRACULA: A LOVE TALE
Today I decided to start reading a book that my favorite blogger recommended. I don't speak perfect English. But it's a great pleasure for me to read this book in the original at least a little. But I think that to consolidate the information in my mind I'll read the book in my native language. If anyone reading this post has read this book, please share your opinion.
Maybe someone else needs to hear this today
Today is one of those days when I have no strength for anything and I am full of doubts whether what I am doing makes any sense at all. After all, the road to my dreams is so long... maybe unnecessary? Maybe I will not succeed anyway? And if so, at what cost? Why try, fight, waste time?
And then, one after another, I heard two songs by my favorite bands (apart from Queen and Maneskin). Here my favourite fragments:
The first was "Hall of Flame" by The Script, the second – Thunder" by Imagine Dragons.
Don't give up. Hey, one day we will look in the mirror, in the eyes of that happier version of ourselves who had the courage to go forward and fight, and we will say "We did it, we really did it!" And that will be the most beautiful feeling in the world.
Because we are good, really good.
This scene, a few seconds before the rest of the poets ran up to Todd, probably hurts even more than "it's beautiful"...
This is a moment of despair that falls on a person so suddenly that we don't even know how to deal with it. The poets react instantly, but in reality they also have no idea how to react – they try to comfort, stop him, maybe they are afraid that Todd will do something stupid, just to catch up with Neil?
It's so beautiful...
Where is he? Christmas is coming; Todd's birthday was certainly similar to his Christmas – the same false wishes every year, praising the merits of Todd's brother and complaining about Todd's lack of successes. He probably wouldn't spend the holidays with Todd anyway, but maybe they would be able to exchange anecdotes, joke about their terrible families. Maybe something would be different.
After all, he had just gained everything: friendship, solidarity, support, love – all the poets loved him, not just Neil. Did everything have to fall apart just now, when life was beginning to be worth living for the first time?!
Neil was there. Neil is gone.
But the world is still so beautiful, unmoved by human tragedies.
My biggest sexual fantasy? Having the people in my life to actually want me instead of tolerate me.
You were my life, my fucking core,
The twisted shit I can't ignore.
I try to forget, but it's all the same,
Two cups of tea, still calling your name.
Close your eyes, breathe with me,
Let the night pass, let it be.
And when the morning paints the sky,
You'll see, my love, you were meant to fly. ~ Dead Dreamer
Laughing, crying, trembling, mumbling.Gotta do more. Gotta be more. Chaos screaming. Chaos dreaming. Gotta be more. Gotta do more.
-Newanda
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