L'absence du tout.

Et à partir de cet instant j'ai su que plus rien ne se limiterait à la simplicité. Tragiquement, incontestablement et définitivement.

Rock en seine.

General elektriks.

The kills.

The horrors.

Lily wood and the prick.

Miles Kane.

The naked and famous.

The vaccines.

Une pensée. Improbable, indescriptible, irréelle, immorale, impossible, l'amour.

Je me souviens avoir cru en Dieu un jour, en vérité tous mes vices et mes appréhensions furent canalisés en cette croyance absurde. Mais je me rendis compte que cette adulation était malsaine, l'idole n'existait pas. Le choc fut terrible.

Je vis dans le passé.

Cosmos. Décadence, déchéance, inconscience, patience, patience..

I'm drunk with love and dreams, I'm high in the atmosphere of spring, drunk, drunk on apprehension. But around me, there is no place, haven, sanctuary, or jail to sober up.

Juliette B.

The fascination with nothingness and chaos is indescribable, it defies the doctrines of men. She makes god unhealthy, so insane and freaky for all my soul and all the men. Because there is not anything more beautiful than the infinite of the times to come, of the deeply nothingness, the infinite does not end, nothing ends infinity. For centuries to come.

I wish I were a lizard, slipping in the sand and poor in spirit.

We could easily succumb to the bottom of the sea of ​​death, diving deeper than the abyss. Dancin ', singin' while we float in the water of our misfortunes. it's so sad, but we would be released. No more slaves, the phrygian caps will be uprooted.

Could we live without love? No feeling in our chest, no pace to rythm our heart.

Oh my mama, oh my hood,I look fly, I look good, touch y swag, wish you could, I look fly, I look good. 

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