HALLOWEEN
Anthony Rapp - RENT, The Broadway Musical
Today marks the death of a very loving and caring entity. This death was that of the essence of innocence, the prodigy of afflüence, the aloof being that woüld follow love's command blindly. This is the death of the one yoü all know and love, but also the one that vexed yoü; the one yoü loathe at times for being too critical, mirroring his own loneliness and früstration.
Say goodbye, it's time for the eülogy.
How did we get here, how the hell . . . pan down, downtown; where happiness and intimacy was the only objective of the evening. Beginning with a fancy engagement, continuing through a lovely affair, and ending with six-months of despair. How could a night so promising lead to something so broken? How could a morning so spousal lead to such wild separation?
Why did Marlon give Drü that courage?
And Danté choose that night to denounce me and my offers just as Donald came around?
Why did Anthony have to break it down?
Why am I the test subject? The one you used as a guinea pig? The one who was put down and then persecuted for retaliating through expression?
And when I capture it in text, in these entries, in this blog, will it mean that it's the end . . . and I'm alone?
I know for a fact that I will never truly be alone. Even when I engage the suitors of the world who have wronged me intimately, or the reliable friends in the world who have turned their back on me and stuck their noses up to smell their newlywed lifestyle, I know that at the end of the day, I am on your mind. I have a good feeling that the true friends are the ones that stuck with you day one. I ignore the boojie bullshit and condescending reality because it clouds my vision.
Now comes the certificate of rebirth.
NIKKI
The-Dream - Love Hate
I learned a valuable lesson from this ghetto white girl once. The outer surface was the lesson of standing up for myself an not allowing others to use me as a doormat. Underneath that valuable insight was something that took me a while to notice, an even more profound lesson; Don't let this person control you and use you. I'd like to point out that I see this going on all the time. As relationships flourish, people begin to learn more about themselves as part of an intimate whole. The one who never knew real love or courage until they learned it from their lover will now hopefully have enough courage to leave that person before their toxicity poisons a good innocent beauty. What's bad is bad and what's good should stay good.
But now it's awful cold in that flat he bought you, and I've gotten over living without you. Fall time, winter time, spring time, summer . . . I'm here to leave you with the last thing you'll remember;
You can play your game,
Though you try, you'll never change
The hearts of the ones that love you.
'Cuz when your lie plays on,
like me they'll be gone.
And you'll wish you had never left Drü.
She needs my love, I'm like the air without me she'll die.