Which was once so bright Be now forever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, Of glory in the flower We will grieve not, But rather find Strength in what remains behind. -William Wordsworth |
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15.Dame.USA. Sometimes I feel like im just one big oxymoron. A Jew whose obsessed with Jesus Christ Superstar. A teen who watches old movies and listens to Frank Sinatra and wears fedoras. A girl who is brutally honest and a pathological liar at the same time. If you want to know what im like, im exactly like Holden Caulfield from Catcher in the Rye. I also feel like Esther Greenwood from The Bell Jar a lot too. Sometimes I just can't breathe. I guess I have my own bell jar. I think Maggie the Cat best described it though in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof: We're not living together. We're occupying the same cage. Movie wise...I best relate to Natalie Wood's character in Splendor in the Grass, Deanie Loomis. |
