Want to cut my hair.

" J'ai décidé de ne plus jamais tomber amoureuse. Je trouve ça dégoutant "

" Aller, dis pas ça. "  

" Je m'en fiche des livres, des disques. 

J'm'en fiche de tout même de l'argent. 

C'que j'veux moi c'est vivre... 

Mais ça, il ne le comprendra jamais. "

Want to feel the air.

Like Anna Karina

" Il fait beau mon amour dans mes rêves, les mots et la mort. 

Il fait beau mon amour dans la vie. "

" T'a pas vu une jeune femme genre Hollywood en technicolor? " 

 Pierrot le fou.

USA, I can't wait for you.

C'est un peu le gros bordel dans ma vie en ce moment. Seules 3 choses sont certaines: Je pars traverser les States en train le 8 juillet pour un mois. Je pars à Londres une semaine avec tout les copains pour le voyage de l'amitié. Et je suis seule. Sinon, je suis envahie par mon rôle au théâtre. J'ai tellement hâte. Jamais un spectacle n'a pris autant d'importance pour moi que cette année. Junie. Néron. Britannicus.

Je fais des cauchemars effrayants.  

Tu me manques parfois. 

Je vous hais. 

Quand est-ce que je te voit? 

Je ne veux pas que tu partes.

Je les aime.  

Affronter la vie, seule.

Courir après le temps. 

Vouloir l'accélérer.

Le stopper. 

Et parfois même.. 

Revenir en arrière...

Pour quelques instants. 

En attendant...

 

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.