Bright star

John Keats was a Romantic poet. “Bright Star,” which tells the tale of Keats and Fanny Brawne, the love of his short life, is a romantic movie. The vernacular of popular culture and the somewhat specialized language of literary history assign different meanings to that word, but the achievement of Jane Campion’s learned and ravishing new film is to fuse them, to trace the comminglings and collisions of poetic creation and amatory passion.

Perfect sense

“When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our things were answers like astronaut, president, or in my case, princess… When we were ten, they asked us again. We answered - rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist… But now that we’ve grown up, they want a more serious answer. Well, how about this… Who the hell knows? This isn’t a time to make hard and fast decisions. This is the time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love - a lot. Major in philosophy because there’s no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again because nothing is permanent. So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… We won’t have to guess. We’ll know.”

My Friday girls

The search is over

Well I have finally found what I have been always looking for. He is the most amazing person I have ever met. I am so happy to feel this way. My anxiety is clouded with love; I don’t even feel anxiety anymore.

He defines love. He gives love a meaning for me.
I can promise you, you won’t have to face anything alone. I will always be here for you. Not only do you tell me you love me, you show me. I wish to never lose you, you are way to important.

I guess I just like being a piece of future in his weird life

You can't stop loving or wanting to love because when it's right it's the best thing in the world. When you're in a relationship and it's good even if nothing else in your life is right, you feel like your whole world is complete.

Apple

It’s almost a privilege to be apart of his world because I know not much people have been let in before.

The best thing you can do is find a person who loves for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you. The right person will still think the sun shines out your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.

He doesn't know

Sometimes I can’t recognize a feeling I am feeling. As if my mind is blocked from certainty. It’s like I’m emotionally incapable to read myself. The constant anxiety still clouds me; sometimes it’s hard to breathe.

Something I can coincidently recognize is this new feeling I am feeling over this one certain individual. It’s as if a fire has been lit in my cold lonely heart which I thought couldn’t be possible.

You talk too much. Maybe that's your way of breaking up the silence that fills you up. But it doesn't sound the same when no one's really listening. Turn out the light and what are you left with? Open up my hands and find out they're empty. Press my face to the ground I've gotta find a reason. Just scratching around for something to believe in. You have too much. You're spending all your time collecting and discovering. It's not enough and no matter how you try, you never find the one you want.

- aqualung