#bridgesnet

I’m not leaving you. I’m waiting for you. 

- tyler knott johnson

Kelli singing Before and After You.

Staircase parallels in Hamilton/Bridges

so, i finally made a website for myself, aspiring to become an actor/director and all. if you guys feel so inclined, i’d love for you to take a second look at it (spelling, links not working, aesthetic problems that maybe my mac doesn’t have but a pc/phone browser/ipad does). also, disclaimer, my head shots are SUPER old..i'm getting new ones taken on Tuesday. message me off anon and i’ll send you the link!! 

He Forgave MeChiaraI told Ferruccio I was sorry with a voice like melted butterI swore I’d never even notice any other boy againAnd do you think he was a man and threw me back into the gutter?No, FrancescaHe forgave meI kissed Ferruccio and I still could feel my lover’s tongue caress meI washed ten kilos worth of laundry, cursing all these stupid menI made him gnocchi and reluctantly allowed him to undress meSo FrancescaHe forgave meMen are weak, men are blindMen believe whatever foolishness we feed themIf we ever should let on that we don’t need themThey crumble into dustMen are scared and inclinedTo allow a woman anything she wishesJust as long as we don’t make them do the dishesOr ask them to adjustAnd in a snap I’m back, Ferrucio’s wife and Angelino’s mother“But will I lie to him again?”, I think it isn’t if, but whenI’m sure he’s tortured in his soul that I surrender to anotherOh FrancescaHeaven save meI betrayed himAnd I shamed himStill FrancescaHe forgave meChiara & FrancescaWhat we do, what we take (Men are just little boys)Is a substitute for what we once expected (They start crying when their favorite toys get busted)A connection when our hopes are disconnected (Immature and far from ready to be trusted)In a way that we survive (No brains above their necks)Let it grow, let it break (They can sure make some noise)And return to our accepted definitions (Make him feel like a confessor and your savior)For a moment we were more than our relations (Let him justify his own obscene behavior)We’ve got to feel alive (So he can write the cheques) ChiaraYou think that marriage is uncompromised, a sacrament, anointedBut what was passionate goes past within a year, or five, or tenYou’re so concerned with being perfect that you’re always disappointedHe won’t notice (So your actions)Or outlive you (Will outlive you)Chiara & FrancescaHe’ll be hurt (They’ll be hurt)He’ll be lost (They’ll be lost)ChiaraBut you knowHe’ll forgive you