Aug 9
Am I the only one who finds the sight of a flagless mast somewhat eerie?
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Am I the only one who finds the sight of a flagless mast somewhat eerie?
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Adding a sprinkle of humor when writing romance is kind of like adding a pinch of salt to caramel fudge; it helps make the taste not too sweet.
Despite singing "Try to Remember" in my head throughout the months of the last war, it's only yesterday that I finally properly understood the lyric "Without a hurt, the heart is hollow"; it more or less goes along with what my prof said back then about how "artists need wars to inspire the world".
While I'm still not the biggest fan of the sentiment that suffering can sometimes shape you into a better person, I'd be lying if I didn't admit how true it was for me. All the wars, disasters, crises, mental health struggles I lived through, they were awful, but they made me a bit stronger inside.
At the end of the stage version of 42nd Street, when Julian takes and keeps Peggy's "good luck" scarf, is this supposed to be a metaphor for taking her virginity or something?
I'm at this point where I now require 10 needles in my ass for my sacroliitis bc it just won't go away. (2 shots per day for 5 days)
I'm actually not even that bothered about it, since it's not my first time getting a shot in my butt.
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While in the shower, I remembered that time I sang "Try To Remember" at that video call with my prof and classmates back when the previous war started in early March. I sang it in my head, and it made me want to cry again. I am not even sure of the reason(s) why anymore.
I think last night I had a dream in which I was at the resort where Dirty Dancing is set, and at one point I had to entertain by singing "Perfect" by Ed Sheeran, despite me not really knowing the lyrics (and I probably might have been like "wait I think this is 1963 the song doesn't exist yet")...
The only time replacing "rape" with "grape" should be considered acceptable is if you're doing a cover of "It Depends On What You Pay" from The Fantasticks that's just about how much you love grapes π