A long time ago, in a story so old

There was a Beauty and and a Beast, or so I've been told

They were these two strangers, two lonely souls

But it's not what you think, no, here's how it goes:

Let's start with the Beast, he was ugly and scary

Pathetic and poor, and horribly hairy

The outside was rough, but once he smiled

You could see that he had a heart of gold inside

The Beast loved a Beauty, this pretty little thing

She was the fairest of them all, and she could dance and sing

But unlike the beast, whose love shined the best

She loved herself, never cared for the rest...

Oh la Belle et la Bête

Quelle tragédie

Elle est comme le jour

Il est comme la nuit

Il est amoureux

Elle ne se soucie pas

Vont-ils mourir tout seule?

On verra. 

One day the beast found the Beauty "perfection"

Sitting by the lake, making love to her reflection

The Beast then decided that it was the time

To tell the pretty Beauty of his feelings inside

He stepped out from the shades with a flower in hand

Said bravely: "My lady, the fairest in this land,I might not be a prince, 

but my heart beats for you!"

Oh the Beauty just laughed, so cold, so cruel

"You smelly old fat hairy pig", she said"

You thought I could love you? I'd rather be dead!"

Still laughing she turned and danced to her home

Leaving the Beast, heart-broken and all alone...

Oh la Belle et la Bête

Quelle tragédie

Elle est comme le jour

Il est comme la nuit

Il est amoureux

Mais elle s'en fout

Qui sera content

Après tout?

While the Beauty lives all by herself still today

The Beast learned his lesson and changed his ways

He found that true beauty cannot be seen

And that things are most likely not what they seem...

I know, I know, this is random but i really love this song because it shows that even the most prettiest people can be wads of shit on the inside.

Also, I learned that my friend, Victoria, has been cutting herself, so I cried all day. And, I kissed my boyfriend for the first time. Well, on the cheek.