lundi 25 avril 2011

Too bad.

And the boys go on and on and on and on. And there's gold falling from the ceiling of this world, falling from the heartbeat of this girl, falling from the things we should have learned, falling from the things we could have heard, falling from the people that we heard, falling from the love we never earned, falling from the sky that should have burned, falling from my heart.


 And the boys...
Yesterday was another day.
Today it's raining. 

I'm standing in the corner, thinking all I want to, what am I to do? Should I go home still sober. Should I buy me another glass of wine and forget about time. Though my jeans are too tight. Don't feel like dancing and all this light is too bright. Don't feel like shining. Though this room is too small, I'd rather stand against the wall and hope that no one sees me. And everybody's dancing... I don't want to. And everybody's toying...I don't want to. And everybody's laughing... I don't want to. Everybody but me. And everybody's drinking... I don't want to. And everybody's smoking... I don't need more. And everybody's floating... I don't want to. Everybody but me, yeah. I get the creeps from all the people in here. I cannot breathe, it's too crowded in here. Don't look at me, I don't wanna be seen. Touched, heard, bothered by the fellas. Who got a look in their eye. They wanna take me home without knowing my name. They wanna put me on but do they not know is that I'm not like the others.

( Almost all the pictures by him.)

I was there. With you. Drunk. Again. It was raining cats and dogs. I was cold. Wondered why we're here. Naked. Again? Then, you buggered up everything.  Yeah, you win, but me, I let it fall. No second chance baby.

dimanche 17 avril 2011

Sh*t Song.

I'm sittin with my friends gettin drunk again on wine and I think about you. 

You don't have to think about yourself all the time. You could come round mine. We could drink some wine. It could be quite nice in the summertime. Actually I might just have the bottle to myself .

jeudi 7 avril 2011

J'vais finir par me teindre en blonde si ça continue.

En écoute : I'll Take Care Of U

Tu me rend dingue.

A force de jouer à ce petit jeu tu va finir par te bruler.
Je ne comprends pas ce que tu veux.
Je suis vexée.


mercredi 6 avril 2011

Un petit coup dans l'égo, 
une soirée de folie 
& 18 bougies plus tard 
je reviens plus Alive que jamais.
Prête à affronter la vie, plus que jamais la niaque & surtout décrocher ce putain de bac pour enfin commencer à vivre la vrai vie. 

Quelques mois plus tard, une vague de sentiments modifiés, une nouvelle vie qui débute & me revoila parmis vous.

Quelques photos de la soirée. 
 De Tristan, Charlotte & Paula :)