I’m Not Bitter

the more I start to love Erik the uglier I imagine him

YIPPE YIPPE DAROGA MY HUSBAND

Why the Persian's name is Ismaël? There's no name Ismaël in the Leroux book.

The name Ismaël comes from Gaston Leroux’s manuscript for Le Fantôme de l’Opéra. In describing his character “the Persian,” Leroux included a word-for-word copy of a passage from an 1857 account of an exiled Persian man of high status who was living in Paris on a British pension. This man’s name was Ismaël. Like Leroux’s character, he frequented the Opera and was known to the Parisian upper classes, and he also lived in an apartment on the Rue de Rivoli. Leroux ended up deleting this copied paragraph, so it does not appear in the Gaulois serialization or the 1st edition of Le Fantôme, but it does show that Leroux was thinking of a specific, and real, person when he developed the Persian.

Oh God... They aren't fucking nasty...they're fucking sublimely. They're fucking on interdimensional planes... Someone stop them

I love the Phantom because he wasn’t “pretty on the inside”.

He was full of hate and disdain for himself and mankind.

And he was beautiful through his gifts and talents. And he was beautiful when he was exposed, when he was unguarded… But he was also ugly. He was more complex than simply being a monster or being ugly ‘on the outside’.

He was still magnificent, but he changed the rules. He changed the game. He changed everything. He wasn’t kind and he wasn’t terribly sincere and he wasn’t patient or helpful but he was still beautiful.

He was beautiful through his obsessions, his knowledge, his struggle and his downfall.

His struggle, his downfall, his destruction and his insecurities were his beauty.

No one will ever be able to guess who I'm thinking of right now

Dina Edling, 1880s, Sweden. She was an opera singer (mezzo-soprano).

The next time I see Donald Trump trending on this god forsaken website, it better fucking look like this.

Please bother me I'm lonely and bored

REBLOG IF IT'S OKAY FOR ME TO BOTHER YOU IF YOU'RE MY MUTUAL

True story, once I hallucinated names of Poto characters into my ACT prep questions, all the while hearing the musical in my head.

Being normal about things is boring anyways, I'd rather let my interests consume my every waking moment :)) (not that I have a choice, when Christine said "the phantom of the opera is there, inside my mind" she was onto something.)

everything looks like a nail when you've got a hammer and every song is actually about the character when they're on your mind 24/7

did i do it? did i do the meme right?

reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something