February 2012
151 posts
Freshman/Sophomore Retreat
I gave my talk. I was so scared. So incredibly scared. I made it through and appparently made quite the impact on them. The room, for the only time throughout the day, was dead silent. They hung on my every word. But it still doesn’t mean much to me when I don’t have you to share the success and happiness with. I miss sharing every wonderful piece of life with you, which every...
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the lonely...
– Lord Byron (via theunquotables)
Here in this body are the sacred rivers: here are the sun and moon as well as...
– Saraha (via theunquotables)
Imagine.
If everything made sense all the time, what an undesirable and stiffling place this would be. If there was no innovation, spontaneity, where would the fun be? I miss you. Goodnight.
Fix You
When I’m on stage tonight, I’ll be singing to you. I only sing my solo well when I don’t think about singing it well. I’ll be thinking about something completely different that makes me actually feel the sheer reality of the words. I’ll be thinking about you. So thank you for giving me the inspiration to sing a solo that actually means something.
Thank you for...
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My mind is a stream.
And in this stream, there float many leaves, representing thoughts, constantly drifting into different places as they follow the course of the water. I have the power to decide which leaves I want to be most dominant and influencing, but I cannot change the leaves that have already fallen into the stream.
POST NUMBER 1,000
I would like to thank the Academy, my friends, and my family. But most importantly, those crazy people in my life who tell me not to give up. The ones who tell me that I’m going to do something great, that they can just feel it in me. Seriously, thank you. Also, my eagle statue is awesome. Just thought you ought to know.
Put 'unf' in my ask if you find me attractive.
waterjewdoing:
^reblogging for that name, BUT SERIOUSLY
Finding a refuge in music tonight.
Hallelujah (Acoustic Cover) by Myles Kennedy
She Talks to Angels (Acoustic) by Black Crowes
Into the Ocean by Andy McKee
She Is Love by Parachute
Who We Are by Ryan Calhoun