So, as a writer sometimes I try to see things from other people's point of view. I tried the anti-shipper today.
While I was at it, this song came to mind. Seems to fit that sort of perspective quite well if you consider it as reflecting Fry's thoughts after being rejected one time too many.
Well... mostly.
Bye Bye Beautiful - NightwishFinally the hills are without eyes
They are tired of painting a dead man's face red
With their own blood
They used to love having so much to lose
Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins
Did you ever hear what I told you
Did you ever read what I wrote you
Did you ever listen to what we played
Did you ever let in what the world said
Did we get this far just to feel your hate
Did we play to become only pawns in the game
How blind can you be, don't you see
You chose the long road but we'll be waiting
Bye bye beautiful
Bye bye beautiful
Jacob's ghost for the girl in white
Blindfold for the blind
Dead siblings walking the dying earth
Noose around a choking heart
Eternity torn apart
Slow toll now the funeral bells
(I need to die to feel alive)
Did you ever hear what I told you
Did you ever read what I wrote you
Did you ever listen to what we played
Did you ever let in what the world said
Did we get this far just to feel your hate
Did we play to become only pawns in the game
How blind can you be, don't you see
You chose the long road but we'll be waiting
Bye bye beautiful
Bye bye beautiful
(Bye bye beautiful)
(Bye bye beautiful)
It's not the tree that forsakes the flower
But the flower that forsakes the tree
Someday I'll learn to love these scars
Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words
How blind can you be, don't you see...
How blind can you be, don't you see...
How blind can you be, don't you see...
...that the gambler lost all he does not have.
Did you ever hear what I told you
Did you ever read what I wrote you
Did you ever listen to what we played
Did you ever let in what the world said
Did we get this far just to feel your hate
Did we play to become only pawns in the game
How blind can you be, don't you see
You chose the long road but we'll be waiting
Bye bye beautiful
Bye bye beautiful
Bye bye beautiful
Bye! Bye! Bye! Bye!
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How
emo. Blech. I think I prefer the other side, positive fantasy is much more comfortable.