Sorry, I can't, I have rehearsal.
"text me when you get home" means "i love you, be safe."
My anaconda will consider it
anxiety is terrible, you could be having an attack and no one would even know because it’s an inward thing. it feels like you’re malfunctioning and you can’t process your own thoughts. you get a knot in your stomach and you can’t take a full breath but outwardly you can literally just sit there and look completely normal as long as no one tries to speak to you.
“Sometimes all you can do is not think. Not wonder. Not obsess. Not imagine. Just breathe. Breathe in, breathe out. Everything works out in the end, and the more time you spend worrying about it, the longer it takes for things to end perfectly. Just the way they should.”
Instead of just looking up into the sky, you’re actually gazing down into the infinite cosmic abyss, with only gravity holding you onto the surface of the earth.
If you ever think you’ve really messed up, please remember that today the NEWSIES tour literally left one of their principle actors at a rest stop on the way to their first city.
- Be a team player.
- Never give up, on anyone or anything.
- Stay focused.
- Just because it’s not your fault, doesn’t mean it’s not your problem.
- It’s okay to cry.
- Be comfortable with who you are.
- Speak up.
- Apologize first.
- Don’t be patient; make a change.
- Fall in love with what you do every day.
And above all else:
- Keep breathing.