For a song your sub conscious basically wrote, I love it!
The song from my dream that literally woke me up to write them down.
Green Light
If I passed around a bottle on the foyer of the library roof
Could I afford to lose?
Yeah this is what I’m thinking about
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*pokes head out*
Okay, so does anyone remember the basically Avatar the Last Airbender renaissance? Where everyone started getting back into it, and there was even a playlist of AtLA musical numbers?
Yeah, Balance helped me get through my thesis when I was near-on breaking down. It gave me sanity for much longer than I would have had without it.
So. Since then, the creator has dropped at least three bangers, Top of my School, Price of Perfection, and Saving Face. They are Great. She's auditioned for Canada's Got Talent and actually made it to the stage (I auditioned for AGT twice and got nowhere close, so the fact that she got that far is astounding and pretty cool).
Now, she's making a short musical film. As per the introduction of their fundraising page:
Hello! We are a team of student filmmakers from Cornell University studying film production, media studies, and performing and media arts. We are currently fundraising for Cornell University film project Silence. Written and directed by award-winning student filmmaker Katherine Lynn-Rose, Silence is a short film that explores familial love, connection, and culture through the lens of a musical film. As a team of BIPOC filmmakers, we hold a deep appreciation for narratives that authentically reflect our lives, experiences, and cultures, and it is our aspiration to bring such stories to light.
Anyways. Fundraising. She needs funds to get there, and they're aiming for 2k. So far, they've got $450.
If you can't donate, can you at least spread this? Absolutely zero shame (cause I think she'd hate that anyways). I just think she's really skilled and think it'd be cool if she and her team gets to make a film. I'd like to see how they communicate their vision.
Anyways, here's the link. Bye!
cool ❤
No one hurts me knowingly And I don't really let them see The scars they leave under my sleeve I guess that's on me, yeah... It was an accident It's just ignorance Didn't mean to do it, do it, no So I let it pass, roll off my back No reason to cry over and over But the tear stains on my pillow Tell me that I don't know how to really let this go
No one hurts me knowingly And I don't really let them see The scars they leave under my sleeve I guess that's on me, yeah...
Well, my broken heart is just collateral damage to someone's selfish tendencies Maybe if I spoke up Tell them I had enough, they'd listen to me But maybe they won't, and maybe they don't - They don't care what they do to me Listen Here
I stare at you as the fight begins once again
It’s the same thing over and over, almost like it will never end
Why am I the subject of your anger when I am not causing it
When we can fight the good fight, and both never lose
Your phone screen lights up, texts from him causing us both to cringe
You say “I am so over him”, but you told me that when you lost your cool
I watch you fade, little by little, knowing he’s to blame
But how can I stop you when you are like a moth to a flame
I know it isn’t fault, it’s just part of his twisted game
But I wish you would wake up, and realize that you aren’t the same
Your fire dwindles, his hand closing in around it
Can’t you just see for yourself that you need to take aim
Fire the gun and take back your own name
It seems a star has lost its light
How can you see out of those glossed over eyes?
Can you tell me how we got here?
Fighting over some douche who can’t even see over his own meat
I miss you so, so please don’t let him take you away from everyone who loves you so
No, this isn’t your fault, but please just see that there is better for you
Even if your curse yourself and call yourself names
You can’t stand looking at yourself in the mirror, so you let others break it
You catch fire when you’re most confident but you let yourself be extinguished
Just understand that the face looking back in the mirror is the only face you will ever have
So don’t let others change it for you
This probably goes back to your childhood
How your mother would do the same
That doesn’t mean you have to repeat the behavior and let yourself feel vain
Seeing you for you will be the best medicine
And help fix your ailing brain
It seems a star has lost its light
How can you see out of those glossed over eyes?
Can you tell me how we got here?
Fighting over some douche who can’t even see over his own meat
I miss you so, so please don’t let him take you away from everyone who loves you so
I’ve seen you stop this, over and over
And everytime you say it’s the last you go back to him
I believe in you so just let me know
No, this show will never be over
“Blue” by yours truly 🥹🫶🏼
If someone were to make a season 2 fanfic…what would you want to be in it? (Theories, storylines, etc.) Asking for a friend 🤨
SABRINA CARPENTER Taste (2024)
“Be happy for no reason, like a child. If you are happy for a reason, you’re in trouble, because that reason can be taken from you.”
— Deepak Chopra
Love that horror movies have the most iconic musicals. It’s so sad I can’t see Scream’d in person I am LAMENTING
I’ve made myself small
Answered every call
Now here are we
Backs against the wall
I was once/am a yes, a people pleaser
“Helping” others I was more than eager
Agreed to everything to my demise
Now all I know I must criticize
I didn’t learn through all the pain
The emotional rollercoasters, the crushing shame,
That me myself I’m way too unselfish
Nothing I have, is anything I own.
I keep the peace that’s all I’m good for,
I can’t explain what I need or what I’m here for
Smile for everyone, and reach out my hands
But in the end, I’m always alone again.
Why do I bother, why can’t I live?
When every choice I make gets twisted to shit?
I drop all my cares, I’m like a stone to a river, living my life only to be disturbed by others.
My own emotions are at the wheel, yet they are held at gun point at every waking moment, smiling and staying quiet out of fear of being a disappointment.
When will it be my turn? Who controls the fight or flight? I’ll stay here, under the water, until the surface is in sight.
I’ve put myself last, just like everyone else.
How am I to know, when I don’t even know myself?