The turmoil inside me has begun to settle
That should be a good thing
But now I just feel empty
As if the war inside of me has accepted its defeat
But has not lost hope
I see in your eyes your love for her
And your curiosity of me
I feel in your touch the “what if” of taking it further
The want to do it again
But now I’m wondering if I’ve become an experiment
If these feelings are worth pursuing
Or if the only time I am worthy of your affection
Is when we both have something to blame it on
- It’s not real if we aren’t sober
Eyes like islands in the ocean
The waves of your iris pulling me in
A rip current that can’t be escaped
Sailing toward the whirlpool of your pupil
Drowning in your soul
-These Windows Are Dangerous
And then, just like that, we became strangers to each other.
4 a.m. thoughts, words better left unsaid
A closeted boy runs the risk of being outed by his own heart after it pops out of his chest to chase down the boy of his dreams.
© Beth David and Esteban Bravo 2017
It’s here! After a year and a half of hard work, we are both so excited to finally share our film with you. Thank you all for your support and encouragement - this film means the world to us, and your kindness and enthusiasm has made this journey all the more meaningful. It is our great pleasure to share with you this labor of love, and we hope with all our hearts that you enjoy watching it as much as we did making it.
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My earbuds were in, but I wasn’t playing music. I needed to hear the world but I didn’t want the world to know I was listening.
The Impossible Knife of Memory, by Laurie Halse Anderson
They say the truth will set you free, So why am I still here?
God If You Are Above by Falling In Reverse
“People write because no one listens.”
— h.h.
Maybe we are all crazy, that’s why we search for love in places it can never be found.
4 a.m. thoughts
If I could find the words, if I could shake the world, If I could turn back time would you still be there? If I could stop the words you say, If I could shake the world way you take, Then would you still be there?
Would You Still Be There, by Of Mice and Men
‘A little broken is still broken,’ I pointed out. 'But fixable.’
The Impossible Knife of Memory, by Laurie Halse Anderson
/pərˈniSHəs/(adjective)having a harmful effect, especially in a gradual or subtle way.
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