Paris: Father, this is Helen.
Priam: Helen? Helen of Sparta?
Paris: Helen of Troy.
Helen: I can't ask anyone to fight for me. I'm no longer queen of Sparta.
Hector: You're a princess of Troy now.
[pause]
Hector: And, my brother needs you tonight.
Paris: Pearls from the sea of Propontus.
Helen: They're beautiful, but I could never wear them, Menelaus would kill us both.
Paris: Don't be afraid of him.
Helen: I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of tomorrow. I'm afraid of watching you sail away and knowing you'll never come back. Before you came to Sparta, I was a ghost. I walked and I ate and I swam in the sea... I was just a ghost.
Paris: You don't have to fear tomorrow... come with me!
Helen: Don't play with me, don't play.
Paris: If you come, we'll never be safe. Men will hunt us, the gods will curse us, but I'll love you. Until the day they burn my body, I'll love you.
Helen: You should not have come here tonight.
Paris: That's what you said last night?
Helen: Last night was a mistake.
Paris: And the night before?
Helen: I have made many mistakes this week.
Helen: You're very young, my love.
Paris: We're the same age.
Helen: You're younger than I ever was.
segunda-feira, 29 de junho de 2009
Helen
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 00:59 1 comentários
sábado, 27 de junho de 2009
sexta-feira, 26 de junho de 2009
Rush Good Rush Rush Work Rush Feeling it Tired Working Good Rush Loving loving you Careless Good Stress Freaking out Good Good Good Rush
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 00:40 1 comentários
domingo, 21 de junho de 2009
terça-feira, 16 de junho de 2009
segunda-feira, 15 de junho de 2009
sábado, 6 de junho de 2009
sexta-feira, 5 de junho de 2009
Sorta fairytale
"I could live just of this"
this feeling, someone living through me, for an hour or so, i realize now,
i need you more than i thought i did and tomorrow you'll be gone too,
i'll be alone again, and this time, empty.
I'll be empty for months, didn't even notice the good you were doing me,
took you so much for granted and now i'll get to have you one last time, but in 24 hours from now, you'll be gone, leaving me here just like he did,
i won't cry, i'll just be empty and alone, again, heartless but still missing you so bad, for myself i am too, such a stranger.
Thank you witch.
Publicada por Catherine à(s) 00:52 3 comentários




