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Je meurs, flottante, songe d'Ophélia, la vie tourbillonne autour de moi, je ne sais que faire, et déjà, la névrose s'empare de moi.
MA VIE EST TOUT A FAIT FASCINANTE.
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BLABLABLATEUSE'S RETURNS.
Je dois dire que la mode m'obsède.
Je dois avouer que j'ai tendance à raconter ma vie. <3
Mes extraits préférés du Journal De Bridget Jones, d'Helen Fielding.
PAGE 69 :
' Les gens raisonnables diront que Daniel n'a qu'à me prendre comme je suis, mais je suis une enfant de la culture Cosmopolitain, traumatisée par les tops-models et les tests de personnalité. Je sais que, livrés à eux-mêmes, ni ma tête, ni mon corps, ne sont à la hauteur. La pression est trop forte. Je vais annuler ce RDV et passer la soirée à grignoter des chocolats, en vieux pull taché de jaune d'oeuf .'
PAGE 88 :
' Sharon affirme que les hommes, [...] sont si tragiquement sous développés que les femmes les prendront bientôt chez elles comme animaux domestiques pour le sexe, et que ce genre de foyer sera catalogué célibataire parce que les hommes habiteront ailleurs, dans des chenils. Ca m'a formidablement remonté le moral [...].
5:00 : Oh, Seigneur. Je suis si malheureuse. J'aime Daniel. '
Bonne visite. (L)
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Mon coeur va à Paris.. (75)
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Mon coeur va à Paris.. (75)
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The big sky is so blue and cloudy, I don't even know where it ends. My mind is floating with the wind, far far from where I am, far from who I am...
MERRY CHRISTMAS, GOD JUL, BUON NATALE, FELIZ NAVIDAD, JOYEUX NOEL
Comment peut-il juste faire comme si ce n'était pas notre vie entière qui était en jeu. J'ai vraiment envie de le tuer, de toutes façons. Alors MERDE, merde, merde, merde, je m'en fous.
Je crois que je SUIS en TRAIN de PETER un cable. En plus c'est stupide de parler dans le vide. Je devrai faire un putain de point. En fait c'est plus qu'une mise au point, c'est juste simplement se construire. Se construire, avec quoi ? Avec un rêve brisé, puis deux, puis des centaines de milliers. Il ne faut plus rêver ? Il ne faut plus aimer ? Ou alors sommes nous tous maso ? Je veux dire c'est carrément flippant comment on se torture nous-mêmes. Je me retiens de lui dire ce qu'il est. Mais alors quand est-ce que dans nos vies on ne se retient plus ?
Hard to sing " Don't look back" with Peter Doherty. I spend hours to think about what it would have been, why it won't be and how to get over it.
Maybe time will be enough.
Maybe it won't.
It's like a hole was breaking my body, ripping my heart and my remembers, like if a storm had been made of emotions. Mine. I remember all these hopes, the dreams and the happiness that had fulled my mind. All the smiles when he said I was the one. It was too perfect in the begginning, HE was running after me. Now it's my turn, but I've gived up.
All my bones hurt. And my tears fall down my empty eyes, I am not even mad right now, I know exactly what's happening...and that's the most terrifying.
Maybe time will be enough.
Maybe it won't.
It's like a hole was breaking my body, ripping my heart and my remembers, like if a storm had been made of emotions. Mine. I remember all these hopes, the dreams and the happiness that had fulled my mind. All the smiles when he said I was the one. It was too perfect in the begginning, HE was running after me. Now it's my turn, but I've gived up.
All my bones hurt. And my tears fall down my empty eyes, I am not even mad right now, I know exactly what's happening...and that's the most terrifying.
A mournful black cloud opresses me
And makes my head heavy
Reminding me the sadness
And the ecstasy of love.
Sometimes people seems to be so nice and funny. I want to hold them in my arms for hours just to show them how much I love them. And there are these persons you can't hold cause they live in Stockhölm. Of course you can buy all the Jimmy Choo's shoes designed for H&M and convince yourself that you'll wait until summer...or you can do like me, bite your nails and stay online on msn hours just to hope get him and talk to him. But sometimes you feel like a ridiculous girl. Cause blindness overwhelms you and pulls you down. Is it right ? is it wrong ? Does it have to be right ? No need to be right, after all. What do I care ? Just need to feel sure.
Sometimes overwhelming things are breathtaking and I don't know how to behave.