I can’t be the only one who can’t contain themselves after that scream Murphy let out. Like fuck me the boy has some rage right there. You can hear it in his voice and it’s so raw and full of feeling and you can see he’s not just ‘done’, he’s not just ‘angry’, he feels that scream vibrating out of his lungs with every inch of his being and so do we and I think that’s what Murphy needed all along: to let all that pent up frustration and pain and fear and anger burst out of his skin and hit someone else for once.
I have come to realize that I am like an old 20-dollar bill—crumpled, torn, dirty, abused, and scarred. But I am still a 20-dollar bill. I am worth something. Even though I may not look like much and even though I have been battered and used, I am still worth the full 20 dollars.
Fall in love with a writer if you want to be written with her choice of words, described and fleshed out in her voice, because if the feelings are mutual, you can bet she will write of you…maybe too much. She will write things specially for you as a sweet surprise, even after it’s been done too often to come as a surprise. You must learn to love ink smudging everything she touches, even sometimes you, and to see the words skittering behind her eyes, falling into place in that overactive mind. Fall in love with a writer for her sensitivity, in every sense of the word, her compassion and passion. She has a soft spot for all God’s creatures, no matter how tiny or overlooked (maybe especially the otherwise unloved and unwanted). She is an old soul, yet still young at heart; showing great depth and intensity, but then comes a silly streak like bursting bubbles tickling the fancy. She will think too much, feel too much, maybe care too much (Is that possible? That question will be a constant companion). You must love that about her, because it’s likely there to stay. You must love every flaw and defect, even when they drive you crazy, because if not they will someday drive you away…and once she loves you, she loves hard for life.
Loving her won’t make your life easier, but it just might make it more beautiful