cocopocho:

"Once upon a time, in a faraway land, 

A young Prince lived in a shining castle. 

Although he had everything his heart desired, 

The Prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind. 

But then, one winter's night, 

An old beggar woman came to the castle 

And offered him a single rose In return for shelter from the bitter cold. 

Repulsed by her haggard appearance, 

The Prince sneered at the gift, 

And turned the old woman away. 

But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, 

For Beauty is found within. 

And when he dismissed her again, 

The old woman's ugliness melted away 

To reveal a beautiful Enchantress. 

The Prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, 

For she had seen that there was no love in his heart. 

And as punishment, 

She transformed him into a hideous beast, 

And placed a powerful spell on the castle, 

And all who lived there. 

Ashamed of his monstrous form, 

The beast concealed himself inside his castle, 

With a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. 

The Rose she had offered, 

Was truly an enchanted rose, 

Which would bloom for many years. 

If he could learn to love another, 

And earn her love in return 

By the time the last petal fell, 

Then the spell would be broken.

If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast 

For all time. 

As the years passed, 

He fell into despair, and lost all hope, 

For who could ever learn to love...a Beast?"

-Beauty and the Beast

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Just finished watching this movie finally. It was adorable!

could really go for one of these things right now!

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So…today I told my mom that my best friend is in Chicago. She asked me why and I told her she was at Warped Tour. My mom was all like “But doesn’t she have to pay for college? How does she have all this money to spend..” Blah blah blah and so on.

That got me thinking, does she really expect us to live up to the stereotype where we have to restrict ourselves of every promising thing in our life and give up everything we love just to work our asses off all day? I thought she was just being ridiculous. I would take off at least a couple days or weeks just to go traveling on the Warped Tour to gain experience, to see fans and people, to see your favorite band, and to leave all your worries; college, work, and money, behind.

Parents are just never going to understand the connection kids of our generation have with the music we listen to. Giving it up would be like giving up part of our souls. We wouldn’t be complete without it.

My mom even knows that my BFF wants to be a tour manager for bands and change the music industry and I have wanted to write and record the greatest events that happen in the industry and write as someone in the mosh pit rather than having a backstage pass (even though that would be amazing…don’t get me wrong.)

Music is my life, a part of my life, I literally listen to it 24/7 and have spent some well-worked money on going to shows, why stop now, when it is only helping me through the long run of my life?

Your lies are bleeding through your teeth,

And your eyes only see one thing.

Your promises never really meant a thing,

But they flowed from your mouth so easily.

Stay Away from me.

Is my best at your heart?

The glass rips your words apart.

Is it the guilt that keeps you up at night when you’re in bed?

When you can sleep sound.

Stay away from me.

I never was good with goodbyes,

You made it easy when the greed resided.

With all the evil you provided,

You still put the “good” in goodbye.

It was an ordinary day,

As I was driving home in the rain.

But something happened that I did not suspect

And lost the grip I had on the steering wheel.

The crash would of caused me unbelievable pain

Had I not of blacked out before I crashed.

I felt like I was in a fairytale,

Somewhere to far for anyone to find.

Until light had engrossed my vision

And the pain I hoped would never come

Had surfaced and made it hard to move.

The face of the man who had saved my life

Was worth going through any pain.

With his perfect symmetrical face

And bright green eyes,

Would of made me weak-kneed had I been standing.

My eyes were succumbing to the medicine the medics had given me.

And, with much frustration, had to give up the sight of his face.

When I woke up, a pain worse than that of the crash overcame me.

The feeling that he would not come back

Was most evident in the atmosphere around me,

And that was when misery overcame my pain.