- insecurities and self loathing
- the feeling of being stuck
- relapses and depression
- laziness or fear of failure: the fear to start
- starting and stopping: no more stopping, push through
- staying in a relationship/job/place that doesn’t work for me because I’m too afraid to do anything about it
- people who don’t care
- giving my heart away too easily
- letting the wrong people in and keeping the right people out
- unhealthy attitudes/lifestyles
- staying: its time to leave, to see things, to try things, to be something/someone else
I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.
So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.
Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.
Make your mistakes, next year and forever.” —Neil Gaiman (via drinkyourjuice)
- him: p.s. you're beautiful.
- me: I'm blood and flesh and bones. nothing very beautiful about that.
i hope you find something good, and love it with all that you are.
people are nice.
I love every single person I’ve ever met so much.
I’ve been lucky, no idea how it happened but someone has given me amazing friends and I am grateful.
auditions for singin in the rain.
you know what?
tomorrow I’m just going to sit down, email all of the directors of the shows I want to try out for, send in my information, and work like hell to make myself presentable because I want a good role.
I want it so much.
in 2012 i would like to spend less time thinking about doing,
and more time doing.
once upon a mattress
holy cow, there are some good shows coming up!
interviews went well.
I met some lovely people and I found out that I really enjoy plain latte’s and the fact that some cafe’s create latte art for you and that type of thing makes me smile and feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I also realized that if you smile: people look at you. like, smiling is a novelty. not enough people do it and its sad because life is too short to go around walking with your head down and a permanent scowl on your face. smile. you’ll feel better.
I had a dream last night.
which isn’t anything earth shattering but for someone who rarely remembers her dreams it was kind of important.
I dreamed of the boy who danced with me in my kitchen, the one who told me that it was “a waste” to think that I wasn’t worth anything, the one who picked me up and spun me around outside my house at 2 a.m. and it felt so real because he was there, holding me, telling me that I was beautiful and then I woke up and I remembered that we don’t talk anymore. I remembered that he has a girlfriend now, and that he says that he loves her, and I remembered that I’m not the girl that people fall in love with.