Dancing truly does relieve me of all my stresses (regardless of how I may suck at it), at the end of the night I was sweating like a stallion, had wild hair, probably had callused my feet, and was unbuttoned without a coat. There’s something amazing about feeling that invigorated.

The waves of the violists’ bows bring me into another world consumed by this lust and enchanting me with its fury. With wild hair and passionate eyes, the musicians have lost themselves amongst a sea of black, maple, and spruce ( Read more... )

While twilight reaches its deepest colors and fades away into the night, I am reminded that this is the end of the end-an infinite pause in time’s gentle brook as it washes through the rivers of life. Looking into her eyes, I finally feel as if she’s looking back at me, despite how she may drown herself in the waves of emotion which perpetually ( Read more... )

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Plaudite, amici, comedia finita est.
(Applaud, my friends, the comedy is over.)
-- Ludwig van Beethoven, on his deathbed, 1827

Sorry for ramblings without structure; very unlike me...This weight oppresses upon my soul and holds me down; it is the anchor to the ship which promises to bear me upon the waters of bliss. Yet, through my souls own malcontent, I am instead left hopelessly grounded upon the land’s solemn shores as my ship sails into the setting sun. Perhaps I’ll ( Read more... )

This is a terribly random work which I havent edited yet, so forgive me for how terrible it is ( Read more... )

We are loved beyond our capacity to comprehend. -Jewel

I'm in London!

Why must I fight these tears? They are as inevitable and terrible as the eve which has induced them ( Read more... )