I woke up, thinking of you, Outside is another shiny day But my true sunshine is you. I'm some sort of a mess, I'm everywhere but I'm nowhere, Because no matter where my steps lead me, It is with you I am with. No matter who I am talking to, All my smiles...
Lire la suiteJ'aimerais pouvoir te dire que ce n'est rien, que ça va passer, que la douleur s'en ira rapidement. J'aimerais pouvoir te dire que cette personne que tu aimes tendrement ne fait que s'envoler vers un nouveau continent, que la mort n'est que recommencement....
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I can't take my eyes off him. He smiles, and I melt. He laughs and I'm as good as a puddle. He cries and I become suicidal. He looks at another and I become apoplectic. He talks to any girl who isn't me and I turn satanic. Love bites, I tell you.
(Picture : Paulie, the author of the lyrics below) I hate sundays evening. They are depressing. I cannot get out of my head this poem a friend made for me (or rather a song maybe) In a dreamYou were sitting there waiting by the door for meAnd I got the...
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Actually, maybe I should put this in the "Caveau des oubliettes" theme... Anyway, meet : (from left to right) -Benjamin, one of Jonathan's friend. He's an evil musician (all musicians are evil, mind you ;p) -Jonathan (Florian, shut up! I can already hear...
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(/\ Christophe, Gaby, Céline /\ ) Now that's what you get when you drink too much strongbow O.o
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