philisophical

Why is it I can only look into my own eyes in the mirror when I'm alone; as though if I were to look at myself in public, they'd be able to see what I see -- fear. A certain fear that no one will ever love this face that taunts me. A certain fear of growing old alone.

Live theatre is something I feel very passionate about. To step into a theatre in New York City and to know what goes on that night will never be exactly replicated is an awe inspiring thing. I suppose that’s why I want to go into theatre, because it’s something so much bigger than me.