Whenever someone tags something phantom of the opera as “poto” my mind automatically reads it as “potato” and lemme tell you that is hella confusing bc I’ll be looking at a gifset of Christine and wonder how the hell potatoes have anything to do with her.
Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60s. Or maybe I was just a girl… interrupted.