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Does your brain ever just go "Sorry. Er. I was just. Cornettos.”
Firstprince as Taylor Swift songs-
do I even need to explain this one?
"But something happened, I heard him laughing. I saw the dimples first and then I heard the accent."
"You know I love a London boy, I fancy you."
"He likes my American smile, Like a child, when our eyes meet, darling I fancy you."
"So I guess all the rumours are true?"
"Show me a gray sky, a rainy cab ride, babe, don't threaten me with a good time."
"This ain't for the best, my reputation's never been worse. So you must like me for me."
"We can't make any promises, now can we babe?"
"Is it cool that I said all that? Is it chill that you're in my head? 'Cause I know that it's delicate."
"Stay here, honey I don't want to share."
"I wonder, when you sleep, are you ever dreaming of me? Sometimes when I look into your eyes, I pretend you're mine, all the damn time."
"Eyes like sinking ships, on waters so inviting, I almost jump in."
"What must it be like, to grow up that beautiful? With your hair falling into place like dominos?"
"I don't like a gold rush. I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush. I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch."
"Everybody wants you, but I don't like a gold rush."
"My mind turns your life into folklore, I don't dare to dream about you."
"The playful conversation starts, Counter all your quick remarks, like passing notes in secrecy."
"This night is flawless, don't you let it go. I'm wonder struck, dancing around all alone. I'll spend forever wondering if you knew, I was enchanted to meet you."
"My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again. These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon."
"Please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have somebody waiting on you."
"Something happens when everybody find out. See the vultures circling dark clouds. Love's a fragile little flame, it could burn out."
"Let them say what they want, we won't hear it. Loose lips sink ships all the damn time."
"And you know for me, it's always you."
"Just grab my hand and don't ever drop it, my love."
"I know places we won't be found."
"I loved you in secret."
"I could've spent forever with your hands in my pockets, picture of your face in an invisible locket."
"I loved you in spite of, deep fears that the world would divide us."
"I'd kiss you as the lights went out, Swaying as the room burned down. I'd hold you as the water rushes in, if I could dance with you again."
"Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes. What doesn't kill me makes me want you more."
"It's cool, that's what I tell 'em. No rules, in breakable heaven. But it's a cruel summer, with you."
"I don't want to keep secrets just to keep you."
"And I screamed for whatever it's worth, 'I love you' ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?"
"I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones, These hunters with cell phones."
"Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die. I don't belong, and my beloved neither do you."
"I've come too far to watch some namedropping sleaze, tell me what are my words worth?"
"A red rose grew out of the ice frozen ground, with no one around to tweet it."
"While I bathe in cliffside pools, with my calamitous love and insurmountable grief."
Once, there was a young prince who was born in a castle. His mother was a princess scholar, and his father was the most handsome, feared knight in all the land. As a boy, people would bring him everything he could ever dream of wanting. The most beautiful silk clothes, ripe fruit from the orangery.
At times, he was so happy, he felt he would never grow tired of being a prince. He came from a long, long line of princes, but never before had there been a prince quite like him: born with his heart on the outside of his body. When he was small, his family would smile and laugh and say he would grow out of it one day. But as he grew, it stayed where it was, red and visible and alive. He didn’t mind it very much, but every day, the family’s fear grew that the people of the kingdom would soon notice and turn their backs on the prince.
His grandmother, the queen, lived in a high tower, where she spoke only of the other princes, past and present, who were born whole.
Then, the prince’s father, the knight, was struck down in battle. The lance tore open his armor and his body and left him bleeding in the dust. And so, when the queen sent new clothes, armor for the prince to parcel his heart away safe, the prince’s mother did not stop her. For she was afraid, now: afraid of her son’s heart torn open too.
So the prince wore it, and for many years, he believed it was right.
Until he met the most devastatingly gorgeous peasant boy from a nearby village who said absolutely ghastly things to him that made him feel alive for the first time in years and who turned out to be the most mad sort of sorcerer, one who could conjure up things like gold and vodka shots and apricot tarts out of absolutely nothing, and the prince’s whole life went up in a puff of dazzling purple smoke, and the kingdom said, “I can’t believe we’re all so surprised.”
"It’s weird because I always know things about people, gut feelings that usually lead me in more or less the right direction. I do think I got a gut feeling with you, I just didn’t have what I needed in my head to understand it. But I kind of kept chasing it anyway, like I was just going blindly in a certain direction and hoping for the best. I guess that makes you the North Star?"
If not this sort of vulnerable beautiful confession, what's the point🙄?