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[02 Jan 2006|06:25pm] |
going to strasbourg this evenning going to find some w.e.e.d.!!
problems with the family as usually
no way to speak with them, always saying shit on me
don't know if i hate or love them!!!
i suresly love them, but i can't stand living with people who give orders to me as if i was a child
pfffffffffffffffffffffffff
i've seen picts of milou ^^
he's so cute, you've made the gooooooooooooooood choice
>_<
see you
M
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[16 Dec 2005|08:45pm] |
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again there is a problem with a friend's boyfriend
she wanted me to give advice to her, i told her she's making studies, her man is already working,
and that he looks a little dumb!!!
--------> in my face, the man wants to come and hit me 'cause i sayted shit on him
i just gave my point of view, and the result is that i will have to hit a man
'cause he is too stupid to understand words...
he wanna come at my home
silly man, why are people with a too low I.Q. that fucking boring
why can anyone think the world is under his power
people don't ask themselves often enough, if they are at the right place
if there is nothing else than violence in life
i hate to fight
but if i'm supposed to, what elese can i do?
life seems that easy when i think of you girl, no matter, no problem, only 2 hours of pleasur, being with you
and a lot of other hours, speaking with you...
i miss you that much
cute girl...
i've seen new pictures of you ^^
hehe
i'll send you a few if you come on msn, cause AIM
doesn't seem to work that well at home, at least not for mails...
miss you iza
xoxoxoxoxoxo
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| The life of a drug addict(according to K's choice) |
[16 Dec 2005|08:11pm] |
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The Cardigans - Lovefool |
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Breathe it in and breathe it out
And pass it on, it's almost out
We're so creative, so much more
We're high above but on the floor
It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
The deeper you stick it in your vein
The deeper the thoughts, there's no more pain
I'm in heaven, I'm a god
I'm everywhere, I feel so hot
It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)
It's over now, I'm cold, alone
I'm just a person on my own
Nothing means a thing to me
(Nothing means a thing to me)
It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)
Free me, leave me
Watch me as I'm going down
Free me, see me
Look at me, I'm falling and I'm falling.
It is not a habit, it is cool I feel alive I feel...
It is not a habit, it is cool I feel alive
It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)
I'm not an addict...
i think this song is not only about drug addiction
when you're crazy about a girl, you feel quite the same
needing her to feel good or whatever
hope you're well
you're still the only one to have my adress
it is a place where i can share things,
only with you
i know my english is too bad at the moment
i'll go in the states in the summer i guess
will you come with me and make me have a view of what you call
AMERICA?
i miss you
^^
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[10 Dec 2005|01:32pm] |
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Lucie-Pascal Obispo |
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parents always on my back
want to scratch their damn face down the road
too hard living with people who don't understand you, who always say you're not good, not as good as your brother,
help me damned
"our fathers were our images of gods, our father have left us, what u think about gods?"
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[10 Dec 2005|12:48pm] |
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Marc Collin-In a manner of speaking |
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cela sera ma vie
quelle sera l'aube de mes jours a venir
sinon, un entrelas de sombre désirs
souvent melés avec l'espoir des indiscret plaisirs
et parfois meler ô larmes, ô rires
mais comment la trouver
celle qui de mon coeur sera l'élue
celle a qui chaque soir je m'entend penser
a voi haute, en sachant que chaque nuit, elle me sera perdue
quand la reverais-je enfin
celle qui tout les soirs a décider
par peur de chaque soir me mettre a rêver
en sachant, qu'au petit matin
elle aura du partir, désolée
ne me laissant, que son odeur
.... plus rien.
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[22 Jul 2004|07:27pm] |
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Konstantine - Something Corporate |
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still alive, dunno why, i really shouldn't i guess
anyone has tried to kill me today, tough luck
would i have tried to stop him or not
problems at work, jalousy
fuck everything, i'll since leave france
were for i don't know
for a place called neverwhere i guess
by??
maybe not today, i'm giving a party tomorrow
how sad would be my friend to discover they won't be able to be drunk, if i don't give it
i wanna be ill, i wanna cry, i wanna die
why not
because i don't want to lose some people
really a few
but i don't want
so my veins won't be sliced today, even not tomorrow
then, just find a good reason in order to stay alive till the day after tomorrow..
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| me |
[22 Jul 2004|07:17am] |
i don't know why, but my life is a sort of repetition
always loosing friends, having new ones, going to work with a cranky face
and all that stuff
i wanna move to somewhere else
i can't stand all the people i know in alsace anymore, or they may can't stand me anymore either
i dunno, i've just been told that a stupid guy with who i made 4 years at school, will be with me at the university!!!
why???
always in MY face, all the probelms for ME, especially in alsace!!!!
going to work now
bang!
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| sadness is getting part of my life |
[20 Jul 2004|11:11pm] |
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i miss you iza!!!
how could people understan what it is living far from someone you " like that much"
it is hard not thinking to you during my days, and inpossible during my nights,
never really sleeping, waiting for the time that i'll hear "death cab for cutie" or " konstantine "
as said,
"And there was hope in me that I could take you there
But damnit you're so young
Well I don't think I care "
this song really makes me cry, i don't even think i'll become a rockstar, but for sure, it is trully explaining a lot of feeling i've got for you
"This is to a girl
Who got into my head
With all the pretty things she did
And you know
You keep me up in bed "
really lovely
i miss you iza
i hate being crying on my keyboard,
but i miss you, please don't miss me that much,
i don't want to hurt you that much, don't want to make you feel such a big pain, even if it would be really pleasant to know someone is needing me, that much
maybe as much, as you, i hope, at least....
the best for the end, the ending word, last but not least i guess....
"I always catch the clock
It's 11:11
And now you wanna talk
It's not hard to dream
You'll always be my Konstantine "
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| sadness is getting part of my life |
[20 Jul 2004|11:11pm] |
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i miss you iza!!!
how could people understan what it is living far from someone you " like that much"
it is hard not thinking to you during my days, and inpossible during my nights,
never really sleeping, waiting for the time that i'll hear "death cab for cutie" or " konstantine "
as said,
"And there was hope in me that I could take you there
But damnit you're so young
Well I don't think I care "
this song really makes me cry, i don't even think i'll become a rockstar, but for sure, it is trully explaining a lot of feeling i've got for you
"This is to a girl
Who got into my head
With all the pretty things she did
And you know
You keep me up in bed "
really lovely
i miss you iza
i hate being crying on my keyboard,
but i miss you, please don't miss me that much,
i don't want to hurt you that much, don't want to make you feel such a big pain, even if it would be really pleasant to know someone is needing me, that much
maybe as much, as you, i hope, at least....
the best for the end, the ending word, last but not least i guess....
"I always catch the clock
It's 11:11
And now you wanna talk
It's not hard to dream
You'll always be my Konstantine "
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| IZA, a part of my life i guess |
[19 Jul 2004|08:46pm] |
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i won't forget it iza
you're really important in my life
the fact is i didn't really think before kissing you, but a lot after, that's why i want to get protected
i really suffered when you told me, that you kissed me because of the massage
for me, it wasn't because of the massage
in fact, i tried to live as if i thought it was just for the massage, but it's not true
i really wanted to kiss you, because i enjoyed being with you and all that stuff...
the worth was when you left
i wanted to speak with you, alone, together lol, dunno, but just you and me
in order to tell you, i loved the moment, i loved the kiss, and i needed to stay in contact
the fact is that i didn't know where to contact you, so, i searched everywhere
in the states, just with the town montclair
and i remembered your fathers name was feyeux, so i looked trough google, ready to send you a letter if maxime didn't have your e-mail
happyly he had
lol
not a psychopath, just someone who needed explanation
no, i'm not sure a kiss doesn't mean anything
in fact, often it does, when you kiss a friend, or just because you wanted
there, when we kissed, it was strange
i feared maxime's reaction, but the moment was so good...
i loved kissing you, all my problems disappeared, just giving much more place to life, with you, a girl i just meet, and who i really liked( even THAT MUCH)
i thought i was alowed to love you, and if you had stayed longer, all what i know actually would have made me loving you
....
i really think you're different, that's why i'm so scared of loosing you, my biggest fear, remember is to miss the best moment of my life
iza, i like you THAT MUCH ( but i love you is a lot shorter and easier to say)
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[19 Jul 2004|09:46am] |
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Death cab for cutie - Tiny Vessels |
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i love week end
like those i just had
came back at 4 saturday, came back at 3 sunday, came back at 2 monday,
always in differents states....
saturday high ( just a litle, with some collegues )
sunday drunk ( but i didn't want, so i took care of the real drunk people )
monday happy ( i've met a girl, again and again the same problems, should i kiss her or not? does a kiss mean something?? how would my girlfriend react if she was there?)
i don't mind!!!!
she's on hollydays
we'll speak about the fact i kissed everyone saturday ( even men!:!!! :$)
quite strange, there were only friends, even new ones,
and 2 girls said me i was beautiful, before giving me a 4 hands massage
i don't know why...
i don't think i'm beautiful
why do some girls ( even beautiful of course ) think that and not me??
did i try to chat them up?
or did they just wanna have a fuck with me??
girls are strange at the moment i gess, not only american girls ;)
hey little one, i miss you that much!!!!!
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| fuck |
[16 Jul 2004|06:54pm] |
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Within temptation - Enterring(live) |
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it's really strange, i hate strange stuff hapenning to me
i wrote a poem
promiss my last in english, if it is to get problems
iza found the same on a website::::!!!
:$
how could it be there if i sent it just a few hours before
it even was there before i thought on it and write it
what the hell is this website
????
i'm fucking amazed, and disturbed, because she'll think i'm a liar
f**k all my poetry
never again
only in french now!!!
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| last one be sure |
[15 Jul 2004|10:17pm] |
Reflections of a Beautiful Morning
The sun rises above the hillcrest,
As does the joy of my heart;
Rays of warmth and love,
From her I will never depart.
Fresh dew upon the grass,
Young birds chirp in their nests;
I watch her gently sleep,
My love to her I silently profess.
I enjoy the stillness and calm,
Watching as she smiles and dreams;
She brings me to stillness and peace,
Like that of a slow flowing stream.
My heart and soul flow with love,
And I smile as I quietly reflect;
I’ve been handed a sweet princess,
A sweet princess to love and to protect.
A vow to myself I make,
As she quietly sleeps away;
To love and always cherish her,
Until my last breath... until my last day.
promiss my last poem in english, i'm such a big s**t in english poestry!!! lol
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| poems, poems, i hate english poems when tey're mine |
[15 Jul 2004|10:14pm] |
Tell me what you See
"Out from a shroud of darkness you appear,
Your warm expressions push away all my fear,
I ask you to come and sit with me for a while,
You kiss my lips softly and smile,
I taste your skin on my lip,
I taste your life with just one sip,
What will I do with this pain of mine,
You hold me close and tell me everything will be fine,
I look deeply into your eyes,
I see your soul, I try and touch it, my heart cries,
The door shuts on my hand,
The tears flow from my eyes like grains of sand,
I want to hold you tonight,
When I'm with you everything feels right,
You dry my tears,
and comfort my fears,
When I tell you that I care,
I can see something in your stare,
When you look at me,
Would you really tell me what you see,
Tell me what you feel,
Let me know that this is real,
I open my heart to you,
Hoping you will make it new,
Tell me what you feel,
Let me know that this is real...
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| One in so many |
[15 Jul 2004|10:11pm] |
Sometimes at night, when I look to the sky,
I start thinking of you and then ask myself, why?
Why do I love you? I think and smile,
because I know the list could run on for miles.
The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your touch,
so many little things that make me love you so much.
The way you support me, and help with my emotions,
the way that you care and show such devotion.
The way that your kiss, fills me with desire,
and how you hold me with the warmth of a blazing fire.
The way your eyes shine when you look at me,
lost with you forever is were I want to be.
The way that I feel when you're by my side,
a sense of completion and overflowing pride.
The dreams that I dream, that all involve you,
the possibilities I see and the things we can do.
How you finish the puzzle that lies inside my heart,
how that deep in my soul, you are the most important part.
I could go on for days, telling of what I feel,
but all you really must know is my love for you is real.
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| dunno |
[15 Jul 2004|10:08pm] |
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everything in one second
the fear to have lost you for the rest of my life
just because your pc had a disfunction
fuck your pc, excuse me, but i missed having a heart attack
i really like speaking with you, big girl lol
kissssssssssssssssss
love xoxoxoxoxox
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| song i love |
[15 Jul 2004|09:53pm] |
He enjoyed the silence more and more
As he heard the door slam right next door
He had a fancy parker and a diary
In which he wrote some poetry
And as he went to bed at night
The cat's eyes gave him ample light
To make him lie awake and see
The content of his misery
Where the hell was friendship
He must have turned it off
And most of all he wondered what is love
What the hell is love
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| raaaaaaaaaaaaaage |
[15 Jul 2004|09:31pm] |
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i dunno, just rage, against me
aginst you, all of you, my parents,
why they gave me life, instead of letitng
me be a soul, made of pure feelings
with no problems, no reactions to control
i hate this world
i hate this country
i hate everyone
and me more than the others
let death come as it should
instead of wainting for the silence getting through
i just wanna die as i should have
instead of staying alive
being on that earth is that hard
while thinking to those who have gone
i should have gone with
never forget me again please,
my friends
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[15 Jul 2004|09:16pm] |
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I just wanna run away
hope i wont find my way back anymore
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| pfffff |
[15 Jul 2004|03:46pm] |
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Lacuna Coil - To live is to die |
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im sorry but my "mum" wants me go and rest lol
because of my work
lol
it doesn't really seems that i'm 18,
but no choice, she will be paying my liberty : my flat and my studys lol
come and study in france iza please!!!
M
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