bd parte 1

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Personal affection is a luxury you can have only after all your enemies are eliminated. Until then, everyone you love is a hostage, sapping your courage and corrupting your judgment.” - Orson Scott Card, Empire

On the subject of chair placement
  • *before auditions*
  • Clarinet Player: I CANNOT DO THIS I AM GOING TO FAIL. I AM GOING TO GET LAST CHAIR! Wait, no I won't. I won't get last chair I am noT EVEN GOING TO GET A CHAIR BECAUSE I SUCK SO BAD. I AM GOING TO BE FIRST FLOOR. EXCEPT I WON'T EVEN BE FIRST I'M GOING TO GET 11TH CHAIR FLOOR

anonymous asked:

QUESTION: what would you rate as your top fav movie from the twilight series, like a list from 1 to 5. Mine is 1) Twilight 2) Breaking Dawn pt1 3) New moon 4) Eclipse 5) breaking dawn pt2

got you right now

1) eclipse 2) new moon, 3) twilight, 4) bd part 2, 5) bd part 1

10

Don’t let me fall, Dad,” I whispered.Charlie pulled my hand through his arm and then grasped it tightly.

One step at a time, I told myself as we began to descend to the slow tempo of the march. I didn’t lift my eyes until my feet were safely on the flat ground, though I could hear the murmurs and rustling of the audience as I came into view. Blood flooded my cheeks at the sound; of course I could be counted on to be the blushing bride.

As soon as my feet were past the treacherous stairs, I was looking for him. For a brief second, I was distracted by the profusion of white blossoms that hung in garlands from everything in the room that wasn’t alive, dripping with long lines of white gossamer ribbons. But I tore my eyes from the bowery canopy and searched across the rows of satin-draped chairs - blushing more deeply as I took in the crowd of faces all focused on me - until I found him at last, standing before an arch overflowing with more flowers, more gossamer.

I was barely conscious that Carlisle stood by his side, and Angela’s father behind them both. I didn’t see my mother where she must have been sitting in the front row, or my new family, or any of the guests - they would have to wait till later.

All I really saw was Edward’s face; it filled my vision and overwhelmed my mind. His eyes were buttery, burning gold; his perfect face was almost severe with depth of his emotion. And then, as he met my awed gaze,he broke into a breathtaking smile of exultation.

Suddenly, it was only the pressure of Charlie’s hand on mine that kept me from sprinting headlong down the aisle.

The march was too slow as I struggled to pace my steps to its rhythm. Mercifully, the aisle was very short. And then, at last, at last, I was there. Edward held out his hand. Charlie took my hand and, in symbol as old as the world, placed it in Edward’s. I touched the cool miracle of his skin, and I was home.  - Bella Swan, Big Day, Breaking Dawn

6

“Edward had just called my little nudger a thing. He said Carlisle would get it out.

"No,” I whispered.

I’d gotten it wrong before. He didn’t care about the baby at all. He wanted to hurt him. The beautiful picture in my head shifted abruptly, changed into something dark. My pretty baby crying, my weak arms not enough to protect him…“ - Breaking Dawn, Unexpected