"I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, who they missed, and what they were sorry for.” — Unknown
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Priscilla | XIX

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+Priscilla |19| Obsessed with Photoshop| and Doctor Who| multifandom blog| |I make stuff| ♔ "Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” — Harriet Tubman

I just…I don’t know. I just read it somewhere.

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we must be nothing. what can we possibly be?

we must be nothing. what can we possibly be?

fiinnick:

we’re all just pieces in these games

fiinnick:

we’re all just pieces in these games

"Just to get a job is always really exciting to me. I do feel there’s a lot left for me to learn about movies, the subtleties of acting."

block out the rest of the world as I take meticulous aim

We arrived in the italian capital city of rome. There was an american girl travelling with us called Julie. We discoverd Julie was almost completely blind.Our trip manager jokingly said he had forgotten the way back to the hotel and did anyone know how to get there? None of us did. But then Julie piped up ‘I can do it’. We all thought she was joking too but she said ‘no, seriously, I can take us all back’. So we turned and filed behind her. She led us to the maze of winding streets. Someone asked ‘How’re you doing this? How can you possibly remember the way we came?’ - ‘I just know. Feel how beautiful and cool the air is. We’re by the fountain, that’s where we turned left. ‘I’m smelling freshly baked bread, she said. We turned right by this bakery and this is the café we passed by. I recognized the sound of that coffee machine. Trust me.’ And sure enough with every turn, the things we hadn’t focused on before revealed themselfs like hidden jams. Did we make it back to the hotel? We did, actually! Right to the front door. What struck me was, how Julie made us all see the city through her eyes. [x].

"I learned more doing Breakfast at Tiffany’s [on Broadway] than I did during three years at drama school. Hearing the audience say something ridiculous — 'That's not Khaleesi!' — and still getting back on stage… it strengthens you.”