*Christian walks down the street, humming a tune that he had stuck in his head quietly, trying not to get any strange looks from passers by*

// thank you for following everyone. If anyone wants to rp, just give me a shout, okay?

*Checks the coast's clear* The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return..#JamesIsSoNotASecretMoulinRougeFan

// phones ringing #brb

// *is fangirling over Christian*

*Sets a trap for Christian with a bottle of absinthe, some cheesy music and a love story*

I'm starting to think everyone's so hungover that you've all gone to sleep... Where is everyone?

Ooh, look! The poets still alive!

All you need is love.

Christian sat at the typewriter, fingers tapping rhythmically at the keys, as the next scene of his latest play unfolded before him.

His two lovers were about to meet, when suddenly. Blank. His mind had almost entirely forgotten his exciting ending to his scene. Crap. -

-Christian shoved his chair out from underneath him, and climbed down the stairs and out into the street.

Good morning to you all.

Some stories stay with us, piquing our interest over days, weeks, decades. They have a truth to them that resonates within us.

Love is a many splendid thing, Love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love!

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So many redheads... I keep catching them out of the corner of my eye, every time I mistake them for someone I once knew...

Happy new year. May 2016 bring you freedom, truth, beauty, and above all, love.

// If anyone knows of any other Moulin Rouge rpers, please do point me in their direction.