You want me to change. I feel so absurd in this life. You want to fix me, push me. You try to give me, sell me.

Les paroles trahissent la pensée mais il me semble que les paroles écrites la trahissent davantage. Abonne-toi à mon blog! There was a boy. A very strange enchanted boy. They say he wandered very far, very far. A little shy and sad of eye. But very wise was he. This he said to me.

On vit toujours la même chose, et sa sera toujours du pareil au même . Abonne-toi à mon blog! Bienvenue . Ne pourrait-on pas vomir un peu plus decemment sur le coeur inaudible des adolescents . Prenons la vie coté sundea aux caramel . Notions de Libertés illustrent nos condoliances .