IntroductionLes gens normaux font leurs presentations, ils nous souhaitent la bienvenue sur le blog et une bonne visite. Ils presentent leurs amis, leurs couples. Racontent leurs soirées, leurs trippes, leurs supers aventures. Ils se plaignent de la vie, d'autres au contraire s'en rejouissent. Ils passent leurs temps à mettre des commentaires page par page, d'autres se satisfont avec un seul, long, qu'importe. Ils ecrivent des poèmes, se cassent les pieds à fair une belle decoration. Ils mettent des videos, d'eux-même, ou trouvé sur Youtube. Comique, le plus souvent. Ou clip de leurs groupes preferés dont ils en feront un article. Long, court, qu'importe. Ils font ce qu'ils aiment fair. Ils nous questionnent sur nous même où ils proposent de les questionner. Ils n'ont, au bout d'un moment, plus d'inspiration, alors, ils arretent leurs blog, mettent une fin, joyeuse, mélancolique, qu'importe. De ces gens, qui ont au debut de l'inspiration, j'en fais partie.


















# Posté le mercredi 04 juin 2008 15:04

Modifié le lundi 18 août 2008 09:36

Hold your head up high, you're never wrong, Somewhere in the right you belon'. You would rather fight than walk away. What a lonely way to breathe the air, an unlovely way to say you care. Now we're too far gone for me to save and I never thought that we'd come to this. Maybe there's beauty in goodbyes. You push me away, another black day so let's count up the reasons to cry. Look what you've missed, living like this. Nobody wins. ♪ The Veronicas

Hold your head up high, you're never wrong, Somewhere in the right you belon'. You would rather fight than walk away. What a lonely way to breathe the air, an unlovely way to say you care. Now we're too far gone for me to save and I never thought that we'd come to this. Maybe there's beauty in goodbyes. You push me away, another black day so let's count up the reasons to cry. Look what you've missed, living like this. Nobody wins. ♪ The Veronicas
.De tout de rien, j'ai besoin d'écrir pour m'évader.

Sometimes I've got so many thoughts that I can't stand anymore, then I have to forget everything. It seems so easy for them, but in my mind it's such a mess. When I'm all alone, when I haven't got anything to do, I am thinking of you of her of them of life. Nights are no longer times to rest, can I ever find a solution ? To dream again, caus' of my awfhul memories. You were... Better than a friend, better than a lover, better than a one night sexe boy, better than this damn song I miss you that makes me cry for hours. You broke my hopes on this sunny spring day. I can't even think about how you bring me down. My tears are blowed, like my hair, by the wind of coldness. I am writing some stupids things that no one can understand, but it doesn't matter caus' they haven't got to.

One hour passes. And now after all, nothings right nothings wrong. I can enjoy life but I'm to out of space to, caus' of all my mistakes that hunting all my night, until the break of dawn.


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Quand je n'ai rien a fair, je pense a toi a elle a eux à la vie. Les nuits ne sont plus des temps de repos. Ne pourrais-je jamais trouver de solution, de rever encore, à cause de mes horribles souvenirs. Tu etais... Mieux qu'un amis, mieux qu'un amoureux, mieux qu'un mec d'une soirée, mieux que cette putin de chanson I miss you qui me faisait pleurer des heures. Tu as ravagé mes espoirs en cette journée ensoleillée de printemps. Je ne peux même plus penser à la façon dont tu m'as attirer vers le bas. Mes regrets sont soufflés, comme mes cheuveux, par le vent de froideur. Jécris des choses stupides que personne ne peut comprendre, mais ça n'a pas d'importance car ils n'en ont pas besoin.

Une heure est passée. Et maintenant après tout, rien ne va.Je peux profiter de la vie mais je suis trop hors du temps pour, à cause de mes erreurs qui me hantent toutes mes nuits, jusqu'au levé du jour.

# Posté le lundi 16 juin 2008 13:17

Modifié le jeudi 19 juin 2008 14:36

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Que puis-je exactement dire sur toi, car il y a tellement de choses.( How can I exactly say about you, caus' there's to many things. ) Trop de bons souvenirs.( So many good memories. ) Tu n'étais pas toujours là pour moi, à cause de tes debiles de parents.( You were not always there for me, caus' of your stupids parents. ) Tu es partis si loin, dans un foutu pays nommé Bosnie.( You got so far away, in a creepy land called, Bosnie. ) Mais tu es toujours dans mes pensées et tu le seras toujours.( But you are still in my thoughts and you will always be in them. ) J'aime rire de tout ce dont tu parles.( I like to laugh for everything that you are talking about. ) Et à part ça, tu me manques.( By the way, I miss you. ) Je t'aime très fort, comme le meilleur des frères.



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Tout va vraiment bien, quand tu es là avec agathe.



Somebody shake me 'cause I must be sleeping ♪

# Posté le mercredi 18 juin 2008 12:27

Modifié le mardi 01 juillet 2008 12:42

Hello there the angel from my nightmare. The shadow in the background of the morgue. The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley. We can live like Jack and Sally if we want. Where you can always find me. And we'll have Halloween on Christmas. And in the night we'll wish this never ends. We'll wish this never ends. Where are you and I'm so sorry. I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight. I need somebody and always. This sick strange darkness. Comes creeping on so haunting every time. And as I stared I counted the Webs from all the spiders catching things and eating their insides. Like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pain tonight. Stop this pain tonight ♪

Hello there the angel from my nightmare. The shadow in the background of the morgue. The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley. We can live like Jack and Sally if we want. Where you can always find me. And we'll have Halloween on Christmas. And in the night we'll wish this never ends. We'll wish this never ends. Where are you and I'm so sorry. I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight. I need somebody and always. This sick strange darkness. Comes creeping on so haunting every time. And as I stared I counted the Webs from all the spiders catching things and eating their insides. Like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pain tonight. Stop this pain tonight ♪
sunday 15 march - I just need to write, because my inspiration came, by today. Today was a rainy sad sad day, like any other. I sat down on a bench of the spot of lime trees and looked at peoples around me. Then I started to stare. Sadness came. I tried hardly to be calm and not starting to cry. Because I felt like a fool. Caus' all those memories, keeped bloke inside me, can't let me free when I'm alone. I'm affraid for the futur that is waiting for me, the 25th of august. I am asking myself " IF ". So if we stayd here, would we be together still ? If I stayd here would my life with my friends would be different ? If I stayd here what would be changed ? STOP. And I started to cry. Caus' some of my friend came and woke me up of my dreadful thoughts. After one hour, I wanted to smoke a little. And after I felt so happy that I bothered my friend with all sort of things. Was it so funny, it's what we said to eatch other. Now I don't know how I feel. So I'm writing every thing since 30 minutes of my day. Just to tell that in two days, it's going to be hell music on the port ! Because we are coming with alcohol. DESPERADOS. Okay, no i'm not alcoholic ! And I finish on a depressif sentence of this fucking freeky sucking day ever when I was walking the line, shooting myself away, staring at the sunrise, that we didn't saw together... I need to take a drag of nine's cigarette, to pass the time without you. Playing heartbreaker caus' it's so easy. Play damn games that aren't funny at all and can't remplace days with you, drinking cherry coke and listening to music. It's such... Unfair - Saturday 26 april

# Posté le jeudi 19 juin 2008 14:25

Modifié le mercredi 09 juillet 2008 08:44

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Je n'ai aucuns autres mots français pour definir ce que je ressens à votre égard. Ni même en anglais. Je n'arriverai jamais à trouver les choses justes à dire, à exprimer. J'éspère tout simplement ne jamais vous decevoir, comme j'ai fais, pour trois personnes qui comptaient trop à mes yeux. Alors je vais essayer d'étre moi, et pas ce que les autres voient.

I will fight the reason why, I am here by those times. So I will feeling good ♪

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# Posté le jeudi 19 juin 2008 16:11