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This is the best acting lesson I have every seen in my life

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I think of this often…

This is how I walk home late. If i look like I might kill a man, they tend to not mess with me.  And it’s true. I’m mentally prepared to stab a guy if he comes at me. I tell my bf and family this all the time.  If someone tries to attack me on the way home, someone is gonna come out dead. And it wont be me.

(Source: graybles)

Observation (part 1, written and then forgotten before I could write it down)

She mirrors him, left foot crossing right. He refuses her hand and she turns away. They aren’t dancing, but sitting silently in the audience. Two nights before, he dances in a crowded room like it is his empty stage.

I wish I could tell him “be kind” like my poem. “Be kind, please be kind” to her, with her heart. She gives it to you so passionately and you do not cherish it as you should.

"I don’t know if it’s my place to say," but I want to protect you, help you flourish because I feel a kinship with you, my dear. 

They are children. Young and some would say carefree, but we know better because we were children once. 

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