it's quite funny actually.
i remember being thirteen, right on the brink of self destruction. and my grandmother took me to see la la land. obviously, the age i was at made me always made me want to be alone. i didn't want anyone to be around me, i just wanted to sit in my room and listen to panic! at the disco and broadway musicals. but i went because i loved my grandmom. the people i invited to go were "busy" that day, and i didn't even bother to care that they were hanging out with other people, probably with each other. so it was my grandmom and i, alone at the movie theatre on a sunday afternoon.
i fell in love with that movie. the songs, the acting. it made me feel complete. it made me know what i wanted to do with my life. i remember leaving the theatre in tears, swooning over ryan gosling. but i went home and scribbled in a notebook.
once you leave high school,
~move to los angeles with dodie
~find a part time job and go on auditions
~become famous.
but from what i learned from the movie, life isn't always that easy.
YOU ARE READING
here's to the fools who dream
General Fictionand here's to the fools who dream, crazy as they may seem, here's to the hearts that break, here's to the mess we make.