Mrs. Lovett's thoughts
By HopelesslyConfounded
In the movie, Mrs. Lovett talks. Alot. I think her innervoice is quiet so that her outervoice has to be loud. The Bold is her innervoice and the regular is her outervoice
They say when lightening strikes a tree that it explodes, catches on fire, splits.
Human emotion is the same way.
You are happy, then sad, hurt, then jealous and it all goes downward from there.
Who knew one single person can have that effect on someone?
I love Benjamin Barker
There. I've said it.
He, however, was happily married to a blue-eyed blonde, with a blue-eyed blonde daughter.
Who was I, with dark eyes and dark red hair, to create a shadow over their perfect world.
They are happy. In love.
Were happy. Were in love.
15 years ago.
I had dreams, Mr. B, dreams of our life together.
You and me, together, by the sea.
We could go now, rescue Joanna, move away, have ourselves a son.
If you were here.
But you're not.
Did you know, Ben, your wife killed herself?
Or tried to.
She lived, but she's crazy now.
She sells herself on the street.
You wouldn't like her.
You'd like me. Me with my own business.
Nothing fancy, but still a business.
I love you Ben.
The years have probably changed me.
"A Customer!"
Ok, so It looked so much kooler on Word.
I'm no good at long stories. And i kant force mysef to write. So i write drabbles when the mood overcomes me.
I hope you like it
Carpe Diem
Emma
A.K.A. Farg the Mighty