Saturday, June 28, 2008

Je n'arrive plus a dormir.

C'est en se refusant qu'il se livre.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

We met Au revoir Simone.


They didnt sing. They were Dj...
We talked with them for such a long time.
They are nice. Very nice.

But I wanted to hear them. to hear a sad song.
It's ok, I'll listen them today.

ps : David wanted to have something from them. So, they wrote to him.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Potion.

maintenant on sait ce que peuvent faire un mec et une fille dans des toilettes pour quelques minutes.

self-denial.

I'm going to wait.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

mercy.


We should go back to school. I don't know why.

Monday, June 16, 2008

It hurts. I swear.

Au Revoir Simone.
Where you go.

Its where I want to be.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Saturday, June 14, 2008

The Picture of Dorian Gray.

"You have a wonderfully beautiful face, Mr Gray. Don't frown. You have. And Beauty is a form of genius -is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation. It is of the great facts of the word, like sunlight, or sprink-time, or the reflection in dark waters of that silver shell we call the moon. It cannot be questionned. It has its divine right of sovereignty. It makes princes of those who have it. You smile ? Ah ! when you have lost is you won't smile ... People say sometimes that beauty is only superficial. That may be so, but at least it is not so superficial as thought is. To me, beuty is the wonder of wonders. It is only shallow people who do not judge by appearances. The true mystery of the word is the visible , not the invisible... Yes Mr. Gray, the gods have been good to you. But what the gods give they quickly take away. You have only a few years in which to live really, perfectly, and fully. When your youth goes, your beauty will go with it, and then you will suddenly discover that there are no triumphs left for you, or have to content yourself with those mean triumphs that the memory of your past will make more bitter than defeats. Every month as it wanes brings you nearer to something dreadful. Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies and roses. "
...

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Les ecueils de l'amour.


A vous frayer dans les bois, votre âme s'est boisée.

Friday, June 6, 2008

San Francisco.


Robin. Hotel California.

merci...

San Francisco.


ca me donne envie de prendre un bain.

San Francisco.


Haight St.

San Francisco.


il etait toujours la lui. meme si on l'oubliait toujours.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

San francisco.


on est alle dans le parc, on a vu l'ocean, et on s'est assis en dessous d'un pont.

San Francisco.


un repas par jour.