Saturday, 30 November 2019
Friday, 29 November 2019
Thursday, 28 November 2019
Wednesday, 27 November 2019
Have You Ever Felt Like Nobody Was There // Project 365 // Day 331
Well, let that lonely feeling wash away
Maybe there's a reason to believe you'll be okay
Cause when you don't feel strong enough to stand
You can reach, reach out your hand
xoxo
Tuesday, 26 November 2019
I never let them see the worst of me // Project 365 // Day 330
No, I'd rather pretend I'm something better than
These broken parts
Pretend I'm something other than
This mess that I am
'Cause then I don't have to look at it
And no one gets to look at it
No, no one can really see
These broken parts
Pretend I'm something other than
This mess that I am
'Cause then I don't have to look at it
And no one gets to look at it
No, no one can really see
xoxo
Monday, 25 November 2019
Noel Coward // Project 365 // Day 329
I took this trip to London with my mum a pre-christmas get away. Dear Evan Hansen opening in the West End was coincided with Les Mis in concert like a match made in heaven something for her, something for me.
But what came with that was taking her to see my beloved Dear Evan Hansen. A musical I loved. You will be found is a song that makes me cry just by playing, it helped me through a dark period. I love it. We saw Hugh Jackman at the beginning of the year and he sang it and I cried and she didn't understand the real punch this song packs.
Describing the musical to her didn't really sell her but she was more than happy to come along and see what it was about.
Now she raves about it to all who will listen and its the greatest joy to be able to have shared this with her and for her to love it.
The music, the quiet moments, the characters.
The realism.
It's stunning.
You will cry. You will laugh and You will cry again.
xoxo
Sunday, 24 November 2019
The World Was Wide Enough // Project 365 // Day 328
Death doesn’t discriminate
Between the sinners and the saints
It takes and it takes and it takes
History obliterates
In every picture it paints
It paints me and all my mistakes
When Alexander aimed
At the sky
He may have been the first one to die
But I’m the one who paid for it
I survived, but I paid for it
Between the sinners and the saints
It takes and it takes and it takes
History obliterates
In every picture it paints
It paints me and all my mistakes
When Alexander aimed
At the sky
He may have been the first one to die
But I’m the one who paid for it
I survived, but I paid for it
xoxo
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