Hope your inquisitive eye never dies.
Quelquefois, je pense encore que je pourrais avoir été La Varda, et toi, Jacques Demy.
Belle et rebelle sans cause
I wonder about you and your whereabouts
It’s like I miss a love that I never had. My heart grieves and yearns so deeply for it, even though it never really happened. I have to admit that it feels better than a real lost love, my heart does not shrink nor my knees feel weak when I think of it. It’s just a temporary state of dream, so short that it feels like a micro dream from which I suddenly wake up. My love, I miss you so much and...
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You never really stop loving someone, unless it has always been a lie.
People who try too much
It’s easy to figure out who’s trying too hard. You can normally see it blankly on their faces. They claim not to yell for admiration, yet they undoubtedly want everyone to know how cool they are. I normally repel this kind of people. They think they’re intellectuals, they feel superior and good-heartedly believe they know more than the rest of the people. I hate people who try too much. An easy...