This is how life should be: TRASHY

I WILL SAY NO

La torpeur des moments oubliés t'empechent d'avancer dans le macadam des connaissances inculpés dans ce tourbillon d'ataraxie. Tu questionnes tes réminiscences, tu remémores tes aphorismes démantibulés et adhères à ton actuel. Apres tu clore l'oeil. Tu deviens amnésique et tu debarques dans un monde azimuté. Tu n'en reviens pas. Tu ne te souviens de rien. Tu divagues dans un ocean de tribulation et tu t'immerges dans ton affliction. Et tu vas ad patres.
C'est regrettable de déchoir.
Euphorie absolue?




You can't know how much I think about you. It's making my head spin. Looking at you, and you are looking at me; and we both know what we want, so close to giving in. You feel so nice, wish I could spend the night. But I can't pay the price. But I'm flying so high; high off the ground when you're around. And I can feel you're high rocking me inside, it's too much to hide.
...puis on a grandit.
I know that we can't be together, but I just like to dream. It's so strange the way our paths have crossed; how we were brought together. It's written in the stars it seems. And I'm flying so high, high off the ground when you're around. And I can feel you're high touching me inside, and it's too much to hide. Back to earth, where did you take me to? I know there's no such thing. This painless love, well it'll catch us up. And we can never win. I Just wanna hold you, hold you so tight. I feel so alive.

Je veux être mannequin, c'est mon seul but dans la vie. Non je ne veux pas faire de grandes études, être médecin, reconnue pour mes travaux de recherche ou je sais pas trop quoi. Prendre des photos, la mode c'est tout ce qui mintéresse.

Je ne veux pas être une mannequin ordinaire, mon modèle c'est audrey kitching avec ses beaux cheveux roses (l). J'aime pas être comme les autres, je suis une marginale.

Je trouve que les cheveux rose, rouge et bleu ça me va bien. Pas toi?

TU PENSE CEST QUELLE COULEUR DE CHEVEUX QUI ME VA LE MIEUX??

EDIT (20/06/09): je me rend compte que j'ai beaucoup changé. Je ne veux plus être mannequin, je veux faire de grandes études et devenir psychia&tre ou chirurgien

EDIT 2 : J'ai changé la couleur de mes cheveux avec photoshop

i have a big ego, yes , im probably the most arrogant and vain person you ever saw.
i can put every feeling, every mood, every motion in my heart back and just laugh because the whole is unimportant. in the long run its the people ive met through my life, the people i lost , the people that became from strangers to friends, the people i love,they are important, those people shaped me, they made me who i am, not the vain outershell but the inside.
i am one of the strongest persons you will ever meet.yet the weakest.if you finally found the spot where to hurt me i can do nothing but smile, the inside died long ago.., thats why you call me arrogant.
you think i giggle at you, i cry. i shout, my heart broke.you think im arrogant, im afraid. you think i raise my finger to teach you, i lost. every second you hurt that little girl inside, the big arrogant shell is trying protect her because shes nothing but the true me. if you think youve hurt me, because i show it, you only scratched my protection.those few people that mean more than the world to me know that, when youve hurt the inside, id never show it. i am weak, but i cant be weak, survival of the strongest,therefore i am strong.
if i ever cried infront of you one knows , you are from the few people who got even so near to my heart that i showed my weakness, the shell opened and the vulnerable piece inside opens up, without protection, under your view.but again you dont know how many tears ive given only by the thought of loosing that possibility, to open up towards one. i try to forget that i can get hurt too, i wake up and put makeup on, i dress and i smile, i smile at my shell, my shell is smiling back. i go to superficial people in a hypocrite world.my shell fits in, but im desperately waiting for you to discover me , to understand why i cant talk to you, to understand why id like to talk to you for hours, to see why i cant imagine being without you one single second, to see why its killing me that your not there, to feel what i feel for you, to carry on because i give up, to walk next to me, to raise me up.
against common gossiping, i dont have regrets. its all relative, time goes by. i dont orientate myself along others, like people orientate themselves along stars, those are blown up dead plantes giving away their last breath.my heart is my guide. and it leads me there to where it hurts the most, and gets the most pleasure at teh same time.
i am the outershell , i am skinny, tall. perfect.
I am me for you