Passion #1 (The Phantom Of The Opera)

Passion #1

The Phantom of the Opera is my number one comfort. I have been listening to it a lot this week. For some reason it is like my lullaby. It puts me into a calm mood after the worst has occurred. It made me remember the time in my life where I watched it every day. I guess I put fourth my passion into objects because I'm cursed at love.... well at least the phantom of the opera will never disappoint me. Ironically i wore my phantom shirt today. And i also own the phantom bracelet and the book. I think I might read it again someday. I even know all the lyrics to the songs . I've seen the broadway play, and that was one of my happy days. Another good memory that phantom brings me is walking out of choir down the long choir hallway with my old friend Erin. We would split the headphones and listen to the 13 minute song "Down Once More" and sing along theatrically to it. I even remember the first time i watched this movie.I was at my uncles apartment and I started watching it halfway through and i couldn't take my eyes off of it. One of my tattoo ideas (if i ever get a tattoo) is probably an art from from something of the movie. Possibly the rose with the black bow? who knows. :D

a walk to remember

How can a movie be so beautiful.

just watched a walk to remember. 

i love that movie.

it makes me cry. 

titanic too.

im not an emotional person in life

but movies for some reason really spark that trait in me. 

gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

future?

Part of me wants to hold on to my childhood

and also live life based on the simple works that make me happy

settle down slowly in nothing too fancy. and just live my youth freely while it lasts

But then the other part of me wants to set up my future to become a successful woman. 

this part of me knows ill keep myself living, but will i be happy in the major workplace? 

i cant decide.

and i have to figure this out soon. 

my college awaits...

askgalskarkjnajha

Figures, im really disappointed in you.

Dear Mrs. ______

The funny thing is,

your just like your mother. 

The way you talk, 

the way you dress,

The way you know what your doing is wrong

And it's a bad habit that keeps poisoning your life

But you do it anyway...

Your cries of self pity are all true

and you should keep crying until you grow up.

We have suffered as a family through the hardships in life,

but we don't repeat mistakes as much as you do. 

Go ahead and rake up people for your team.

You never even liked them anyway,

But its obvious now your desperate,

Our slap in your face made you a better person to them.

Well i'm glad you can be a better person with out us. 

Because we don't want you in our life.

You caused an earthquake that should have never shook. 

But our feet trembled and we grew far apart.

With my mind full of anger, all i can say is

That i'm glad this canyon is between us.

You'll just hear my echos a few miles away.

The echo you wished to see the birth of. 

I know you.

And i know your suffering. 

( Have fun listening to my echos of laughter. 

You'll never get it back. )

Sincerely, 

Me

(I never really liked you anyway.)

I like the way you call me late at night 

to vent about a stupid girl

I like the way the very next day

You have her in a twirl. 

Cause you a lie, a cheat, 

and I'm just beat from trusting.

From falling

From failing 

in your game. 

I swallowed your trust

from all that lust

towards words and unrevealed

secrets meant to stay untold

Now doubt is all i have to hold.

I never really liked you anyway

But for some silly odd reason i had to play

In your game of disguise and lies

i was stupid to believe your empty word. 

Because i already knew

Already knew

your a life long chum with a heavy guilty heart. 

Someone, Find The Cure.

I saw through my peripherals because I hate the fact I'm looking. 

But I love the fact that your there.

Just one look and my body's turning inside-out. 

These butterflies have the sharpest wings

And I can feel them creep with their gentile arms strolling.

The reality behind this beauty.

To look into the eye of the powerful being

Turns me petrified and cold to the touch.

Turns me to a mess with tapping fingers and fidgeting hands.

I pray you don't see the tears in my eyes.

Because they're not due to sadness

They're not due to happiness

They're due to this illness, this emotion unknown. 

There is no name for what I feel when I see you

It is not love, it is not hate, but a simple way of wishing

A simple way of knowing

Our paths went the wrong ways. 

We messed with justification. 

LYRICS- Ryan Cabrera

This segment of a song goes out to someone special to me. 

This song played while having a conversation that related to this, 

and I thought of you. <3

"I've waited all my life to cross this line 
to the only thing thats true
so I will not hide
i'ts time to try anything to be with you
all my life I've waited
this is true

you don't know
what you do
everytime you walk into the room
I'm afraid to move

I'm weak
it's true
I'm just scared to know the ending
do you see me too?
do you even know you meant me!"

- Ryan Cabrera