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There's a woman. She writes. She likes cubes and Africa. And the North, too, what an opposition. Winter is her time, but she's waiting for the spring. She likes to wonder at the rainy, severe rocky scenery, especially laying in hot sand, feet towards the sea. She can't find her place, nor her time, so for the time being, she waits in the continental climate. And, sometimes, as a matter of fact, she's afraid without any reason. Unfortunately, she's an incorrigible pessimist. Unfortunately, her sense of justice is over-developed. Unfortunately, she doesn't give second chances. She isn't a good person. She isn't a bad person. She's a human being, simply like that. She got herself this virtual place, because she needed a panic room. Where she can hide, but is still available for those who wish to find her. She filled the shelves of this panic room with things she'd need in miserable times. More or less sensible, but by all means self-identical thoughts. Routes to reach amazing people. Pictures, songs. Others can come in here to calm down, and there will always be a place for those who are a bit afraid sometimes, just like her.Looking for…
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Category Archives: Us
The best breakup songs
Just bcause it’s topical, here are my favorite breakup songs, with those few words of the lyrics which mean the most to me. Stars: Your ex-lover is dead It’s nothing but time and a face that you lose I chose … Continue reading
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Where does love begin?
Is it possible to be loved by someone who wants to change you? Who doesn’t take the one you are, as-is? I doubt that… Of course there is no recipe, all I know deep inside for sure, is that I … Continue reading
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On the seventh day
On the first 6 days, the nights linger, dream doesn’t come easy, though it is past midnight. And every day, at the first streak of down, at the very same moment (half past 5) you open your eyes, you may … Continue reading
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Really…?
This we ask when we want to hear something once more, or when we crave for some establishment, or when we want to josh a bit. “You are so sweet!” “Really…?” Infantile Love Me-Game. And the answer is totally calculable. … Continue reading
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Don’t go…
The moment I let your hand go, something gets motionless in me. As you turn your back on me and leave, everything gets quiet. Your sign out takes every beauty away. I’m small and frightened and lonely. I don’t want … Continue reading
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Small crescent
I want to be the small crescent. And sometimes the big. And I want these images to stay with me forever, this strong. I want the frisson and I want those hot flushes and I want to feel giddy every … Continue reading
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If only…
You are missing… A little bit always (really: all the time), but some days it gets much stronger. No, not the bad days, not when the sky falls upon me and the problems press my chest with their heavy weight … Continue reading
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From 6 feet under to 7th Heaven…
These are His words, not mine, but they are so true: we never bridged such a far cry so suddenly. My worries, that it may be unhealthy to feel this much happiness, proved to be baseless: he subjected me to an … Continue reading
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“Freaked in”
The evening is caressing. I broke away a bit. I go where my feet take me, people keep holding me up to admire my dog. Stunning tunes in my ears, I walk the streets and alleys almost dancing. People all … Continue reading
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