Chapter
Mar 02 2016
On the train from Edinburgh to the Isle of Skye, AC and I decided that the most exciting use of our time would be to listen to lots of Taylor Swift and assign theme songs to Jane Austen characters. INGENIOUS, right? Here’s what we came up with. [Oh man this was fun.]
Just a small town boy and girl,
Livin’ in a gothic abbey.
We found the Castle of Utranto
you and I got lost in it
You are not the kind of boy
Who should be marrying Lucy Steele
Marianne was a dreamer before you went and let her down
Now it’s too late for Wickham and that horse he gave her to come around
Fitzwilliam’s looooong gone when he’s neeeeeext to me
All Bingley had to do was stay
had Jane in the palm of his hand then
why’d he have to go and move away when she let him innnnn?
10 months sober I must admit
Just because you’re clean don’t mean you don’t miss controlling Harriet
Emma threw her phone across the room. At Knightley.
She was expecting some dramatic turnaway but heeeeeee stayed.
Edmund looks. At me. I fake a smile so he won’t see.
Mary Crawford wears short skirts I wear t-shirts
She’s in a play and you want to be a preacher
Now Anne’s standing alone in a crowded room and they’re not speaking,
And she’s dying to know is it killing Wentworth like it’s killing her? YEAH.
Wentworth sees right through me
but if he only knew me
we could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable
instead of just formerly engaged.
