as she sings him a lullaby

Sebas tells you, follow the facts.


It's all driving me quite mad indeed. I've been meaning to say something about this, but every time it's at the tip of my tongue, I wonder if I'm expecting too much; if I've been fooled by Disney into believing they could possibly be any other way.

Tell me, what do you do, when Cupid's got you in a chokehold?

Is it something I've done, something I'm doing wrong? Why does history repeat itself; why do they all turn out the same way?

If I were one given to spite, perhaps I'd be getting along just fine with life. But I haven't learned, it seems, to believe the world truly ugly, and get prickly with my defenses.

All these promises, I've heard them before.

If that's all they're about, I guess I'm better off being alone.

AnRu reminisced at 6:26:00 PM.