I need more time than what I expected, because things are not working out well. Someone thinks that playing just for friendship is an easy game, and its not. Everything gets to me, everything hurts in every way. I gave it a try. From constant presence to this is almost unbearable. And to know everything was a lie is more than I can bear. My best friend, you cannot help me this time, because you are the source of my pain... and I cannot open my soul to you because you get enraged... You think I am attacking you, and I am not... How can we help each other this way? I wish feelings had a switch, so I could turn them off completely. But they are a big part of me. And right now, I am at a loss... I never expected such a lie from you... I build everything around that lie... Now, I have to internalize a truth that seems so alien, unreal... I don't know anything anymore. I don't know what can survive from this. I don't know how much time will be enough... I just don't know...

Phantom of the Opera: Powerful voyage that I loved dearly. Coriolis was right once more, a striking movie... The misic leaves you on the edge, and wanting more. Although it is sad... Why can't anyone fall in love with the scarred? Why it is such a tale in almost every movie? If I had a Phantom in my life, I wouldn't hesitate to be his. But I guess thats just me, the weird one.

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