He was Edmond Dantès, and he was my father, and my mother, my brother, my friend. He was you, and me. He was all of us.
(Source: thea-stark)
“I’ve been living to see you
Dying to see you but it shouldn’t be like this
This was unexpected
What do I do now?
Could we start again, please?I’ve been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we’re going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?I think you’ve made your point now
You’ve even gone a bit to far to get your message home
Before it gets to frightening we ought to call a halt
So could we start again, please?”Could We Start Again, Please? - Jesus Christ Superstar
(Source: isobutane)
“Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V.”
Masterpiece
(Source: jennyjustbeatit)
