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reader, writer, musical theatre lover, & hopeless romantic

[teklarain]

when they think being nonchalant would get my attention but the phantom of the opera is peak romance to me…

[teklarain]

wdym i'm not an aspiring opera singer living in a parisian opera house in the 19th century that is haunted by a mysterious and dangerous masked phantom who is utterly and entirely obsessed with me and me alone???!!!

[teklarain]

i’m not asking for you to fight my battles for me,

but would you hold my hand the whole way through?

[teklarain]

it’s the quiet moments when i find myself grateful to be alive. standing in the sunlight with my eyes closed. a stranger smiling at me. listening to my favorite song. talking to someone i love about something mundane and feeling like my heart might explode with love for them. breathing in fresh air. looking up at the sky and realizing just how small i am in comparison to this world. driving with the windows rolled down. watching the sunlight stream through the trees. listening to the sound of rain hitting the houses and pavement. random dancing because i can’t contain my excitement. laying on the grass, book in hand.

i don’t think life is defined by the loud moments. i think the ones people overlook are actually the most beautiful. they remind me to stay.

please stay. please find light in small moments.

[teklarain]

i want to experience life. i want to travel of course, wander the earth and take in as much culture and knowledge and sights and art as i can. but in a more simple way i just want to experience life, to just go out and do things. go walking in the woods, frolick in fields, go dancing until the early hours of the morning, get brunch at a quiet cafe, sit on the beach and watch the sun rise, stargaze and share deep thoughts with someone, go to the market on a lazy sunday, drive around with no destination in mind, lay in the middle of a stretch of land and read, dance in the kitchen in the middle of the night, twirl around in the rain, light a fire and sit around it until the flames go out. i want to be surrounded by laughter and love. to be surrounded by so much life.

[teklarain]

physically in my room. mentally a brunette soprano in a parisian opera house with an angel of music who’s absolutely obsessively enamored with her.

[teklarain]

i hope death will feel like being snuggled up in bed under warm blankets. i hope the mattress and pillows are soft. i hope i rest softly.

[teklarain]

i hope you find peace.

[teklarain]

sometimes all it takes is the wind blowing through my body and then i remember i am still alive and my life is not over yet.

you have time.

[teklarain]

this may be the worst day of my life but somewhere this is the best day of someone else’s. life gets better.

[medievalthymes]

"Kill them with kindness" WRONG. drop the opera house chandelier on them.

[teklarain]

does anyone remember the fever dream that was those movies about male pop star celebrities falling in love with normal girls back in the early 2000’s?! the original y/n’s.

[teklarain]

sometimes you just gotta put your phone on dnd and sing an entire musical.

[teklarain]

my beige flag is that i’ll listen to my cutesy lil love songs while reading the filthiest most jaw dropping smut to ever exist.

[teklarain]

i was walking through a parking lot in the light rain and there was a car with the backseat window open. a tattoo’d hand was sticking out of it with an expensive looking wrist watch holding a cigarette between two fingers.

i couldn’t see their face but goddamn they were hot.

[teklarain]

through your cruelty, i choose to be kind.

[teklarain]

shall i forever find comfort in nature and little else? shall i forever talk to the moon and stars, dance with the wind, and lay with the grass and flowers and trees? shall my only companionship be with nature?