Let's tell i'm dead.

Boring long day. only thought about food. miss him. awful. i don't know how i will survive this summer, three months far away from him... i'm looking forward to it though. i think i will not like much these holidays, nothing special to do. the day after tomorrow, going to disneyland for two days. will be cool. i'm looking forward to ... i do not re

Everything is allright, sweet babes. violence is a solution for everything in this world of pain. i also wanted to say i admire her beauty. she is sweet and perfect. her blue eyes, her great pink lips, her soft skin, her monroe tattoo. see you soon

Go until the end of this dream. i miss him i miss him i miss him i miss him. i feel as if i were a genius sometimes. i work a lot for this of course. certain simple things to do, but that people never do. i am not the kind of people who scorns others. i feel this is very...mean, no interest at all...useless. i hate him i hate him i hate him. i hate

Let's tell i'm dead. once again. i think i don't want to talk about it again. not in front of this stupid screen, in this stupid room, in this stupid house. thank you byebye.

Les coups partent, coups de fusils, coups de coeur sur mon corps, se battent et s'abattent, la fumée, dans tes yeux, dans mes yeux, des images devant mes yeux, comment vivre comment survivre, le monde est mort tout autour, les fleurs pleurent, les mots se taisent, les jolis mots s'en vont dans le vent, sur le marbre, sur le gris de ta peau, et le

The words are flowing into my mind, into different languages, and mixing, intermixing, round and loud, as i miss the place all day long. keep smiling because of the come back, because of the big bear in my mind, in my ears, these little words. keep smiling. ei bombon. will he wait. will he keep the smile. will he answer me. will the pain go away. a