And here we go again. With all the things we said and not a minute spent. So we just take it back. These worlds and hold our breath. If you got eyes look at me now bitch. Fri, August 12, 2011. Subscribe to my blog! .

Les femmes sont toujours entre un ex and un futur, car le présent ne les intéresse pas. Weed ; RIP . Kiwi ; RIP .

I am drowning in a digital sea. I am slipping beneath the sound. Here my voice goes to ones and zeros. A song from somewhere below. And the ghost of Descartes screams again in the dark. Oh how could I have been so wrong? But above the screams still the sirens sing their song. I am drowning in a digital sea.

Abonne-toi à mon blog! This is the first day of my life. I swear I was born right in the doorway. Yours is the first face that I saw, I think I was blind before I met you.

Tout finit par se savoir. Le Passé, il est fait pour être oublier.