May 11, 2015
“You’re responsible. You’re the one to blame.”
Meme
“I fail to see how your problems are my fault, Miss Giry.”
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“You’re responsible. You’re the one to blame.”
Meme
“I fail to see how your problems are my fault, Miss Giry.”
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"I said NO."
Meme
"Y o u have no right totell me what I can and cannot do."
sopranogoddess:
"No—let me go! I will never be yours.”
"You already belong to me, mademoiselle. You have since the first moment you sang for me."
"You should learn to control your temper."
Meme
"You should learn to hold your tongue."
"You don't have to stay here, y'know... I'll be fine.."
Meme
"No, I don't suppose I do, but I want to. I am here now to make sure you are well, Christine."
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Please don't hurt me!
"It wounds me to think that you believe I would harm you."
"We've past the point of no return."
Meme
A smirk formed on the Phantom's lips; one bearing the familiar hint of madness he had come accustomed to. "Yes, it seems we h a v e."
"can you even dare to look or bear to think of me?" the soprano suppressed a giggle as she approached her angel with his mask covering her face and his cloak around her body.
Meme (I think)
A small grimace formed on Erik's lips, a hand covering the deformed side of his face. Until now, his mask had been missing.
In one swift movement, Erik reached out and grabbed the mask from Christine, slipping it back onto his face. Sighing softly, he looked Christine over. "Do not take my mask again," he said, his voice firm.