What kind of imbecile would bring their child to the opera? Let alone allow them to wander anywhere near the cellar?
(( that’s the furthest he’s ever been with a woman ( if you don’t count the musical groping) ))
Occasionally, she would….
(( I tried to find a song that seemed time-period appropriate, but I have little to no idea about Swedish folk/children’s songs.
nevertheless, a translation of the parts she’s singing:
“I walk alone and wander here,
Looking for my friend.
Look, I meet him here,
He, who my heart holds so dear.
Say if you will dance with me,
As you did before?” ))
I was born so that I could love her! There is no accomplishment I have ever achieved in life, nothing that could have brought me closer to being redeemed in the eyes of God than giving this Angel the wings to fly!
(( They lived happily ever after: shunned by the world and yet content in the love they both shared. I wish. ))
 classicduh: YOU NEVER ANSWER MY QUESTIONS! Okay... So, Camille Saint-Saens or Georges Bizet? | (( Please bear with me. I have a lot of other questions and I’m trying to answer them starting with the first few. )) |
 Anonyme: ((I just want you to know that every time I feel sad or bored or whatever, I go look at that ask from a while back when someone asked if you ever touched butts with Raoul and it gives me an uncontrollable case of the giggles. Just the question and the phantom's face palm upside down and I cant stop laughing. Touched butts. I'm laughing as I type.)) askthephantom(.)tumblr(.)com/post/29456148203 | (( haha sweet! That’s the goal of this blog, that I can make people smile! Awesome! )) |
No one can tell me what to do, I’m the opera ghost!
