somehow i now can look at my body in the mirror and smile.

birthday present for myself = reconnecting with wicked.

in the end, the one relationship i always try to fix always falls apart

the birthday explosion self imploded.

i've found peace in the night. smoking cigarettes listening to music from my window just watching as richmond crowds pass. no one looks up. i feel a sense of ease. calm. content ( Read more... )

i don't take rejection well. i don't take it at all in fact. major reason why i would never survive as an actor. i keep having to tell myself that i wasn't a type but i never truly feel like im good enough. ah life ( Read more... )

And I want to play hide-and-seek and give you my clothes and tell you I like your shoes and sit on the steps while you take a bath and massage your neck and kiss your feet and hold your hand and go for a meal and not mind when you eat my food and meet you at Rudy's and talk about the day and type your letters and carry your boxes and laugh at your ( Read more... )

wow. im not the person i wanted to be 4 years ago. nor am i the person i wanted to be a day ago. im fine. because im a trouper and deal with the cards i've been dealt. but doesn't excuse my lack of productivity or the fact that i sleep alone each night. the cold sheets rest upon the flicker dreams that are never born ( Read more... )

You are absolutely welcome to sit on any of my auditions, and to observe rehearsal. it would be nice to see you there whenever you want!
And, I think you have great plans for your future!

that's from my bff patti. i love hurr.

i. love. life.
i love what i'm doing with my life.

i'm venturing into new territory. i don't know how i feel about it. i'm putting acting aside and pursuing casting and directing. emailing so many companies in the next few moments about the 2010 summer and internships and shadowing and observing and just being a part of a production. im excited to say the least. now i need to talk to patti and ( Read more... )

the downfall of my friendships always end up my fault. i have to be needed by someone but i hate when people need me. i hate when people beg me to hang out with them. it just makes me feel used to make you feel better. although, i love when certain people do it. i guess there is a nice medium of hanging out with people that when you haven't seen ( Read more... )