This week has been so very strange and stressful but wonderful at the same time?? I’ve been slaving away on papers, spending hours and hours in the library everyday until 3 in the morning, and then John will pick me up and take me back to his house and sleep with me and it’s so so nice to get to sleep with him, I’m going to miss it so much when I go home for a few days. And last night we had our last theatre party of the year and I got very drunk and laughed and I held my shit together until I got back to John’s and then I slipped in a puddle of dog pee literally right in front of his bedroom door. Close, but no cigar. I banged up my knee pretty bad and had to limp today. I’m so lucky to be so well taken care of by someone that really appreciates and loves me. Nothing is weirder and greater than sitting in the summer air on someone’s front step with your favorite people around, and being drunk and happy and saying “I love you more than I’ve ever loved a boy.” I just can’t believe that I’m where I am. I never would have thought, through all the ups and downs of this year, that I would have ended up in the awesome place I ended up.
I love William Shakespeare so much I can’t even begin to describe how empty my life was before I became a Shakespeare actress
Woke up this morning and opened my eyes to find your side of the bed empty, panicked for a second for no reason and rolled over to see you sitting cross legged on the floor with your Complete Works of Shakespeare open on your lap. In theatre, we call this ‘revelation of an object’: when something on stage is revealed to the audience for the first time. I kind of feel like every time I see you is the first time (or some really cheesy thing people say when they’re in love)