Saturday, August 13, 2011
ACT ONE. SCENE 1. ACTION,
Small-time Napoleon's shattered his knees
But he stays in the saddle for Rose
And all his disciples, they shave in the gutter
And they gather what's left of his clothes
Ladies and gentlemen!
It's been a while since we've been on this stage. I turn my back for five minutes and what do I find?
FUCKING EVERYTHING IS RUINED.
I am so dissapointed.
The show had barely started! The wheels need to keep on turning.
But the show must go on! It always goes on and on and on and on!
Sing me a rainbow, steal me a dream.
But regardless. I have some things to talk about.
Dearest Rachael is MINE. I'm all she has. All she needs. Well Brian but Brian is hardly a man so whatever. The point is you chucklefucks are NOT WELCOME. Whatever she says.
If she forgets about us, I'll be dead forever, you hear me?
She can't forget about us not me she's the only one left I'm all she has when the lights are gone.
Besides, she'd be dead if it wasn't for me.
I killed those people for her. She's not hurt anyone. And I plan on keeping it like that.
SHES MINE. OURS.
no more than that I AM HER.
play the part be the part.
Rachael deserves better than any of you.
So she gets me.