Auntie Deb

"And if that doesn't work, you move on" said Deb, half smirking.

"Babe, listen. Life's a journey. Doesn't work ? You turn the page. It's as simple as that".

Never Been a Fighter

She ordered a hot chocolate, hesitating, would the sugar keep her up?did she even want a drink? All she had to do was wait. she scanned the different beverages to waste some time.

and that's when she saw him, sitting by the window,

oh, it had been a while.

old feelings came back, stronger than they had, ever.

He invited her up to his apartment to "show her around".

You know when it's love and when it's not love, and you know when you just need to take some chances sometimes.

Boy do I love taking chances.

Juliet, Naked

The truth about autobiographical songs, he realized, was that you had to make the present become the past, somehow: you had to take a feeling or a friend or a woman and turn whatever it was into something that was over, so that you could be definitive about it. You had to put it in a glass case and look at it and think about it until it gave up its meaning, and he'd managed to do that with just about everybody he'd ever met or married or fathered.

started reading moonpalace

Humanities

The infatuation over, we find ourselves in a miserable condition.

Intentions intentions, motives, motives.

"Are you serious ? You actually think that?"

"Well what ? you disagree? You're always calling up dudes to hang out with them, to get coffee, to have a beer, what do you think they think ?"

He said this all too seriously, like he'd thought about it long and hard, like he'd sat down and figured her out.

"You're a tease and I think you know it and I think you like it".

I've Changed.

June 24th, 2004

T une fille super belle pi g po eu le courage de te demander de sortir ac moi mais torais suremnt di non.

Bye!

Guillaume

my last day of grade 6.

Siebente Symphonie

Just that lone wolf about to prey on some asshole, apparently.

Holly

Carefree

Charming and naivete

Yet deliberately flighty,

Promiscuous,

and intensely preoccupied with herself.

Oh-I've made a mess of everything

silly school girls will always be seduced by older men.

-jenny

Painting Xavier

"Are you sure she wont be coming home anytime soon ?" I asked.

"Yes, I am positive. She's out with her friends. " He responded.

We began taking our clothes off and not before long we were completely undressed.

He smelled like booze but I liked it. I always like it.

Forbidden love.

She will never know.

We were making out, his fingers slipping through my long, black curls.

Under the covers we touched and grazed each other's bare skin and made passionate love love love. This wasn't the first time.

Not the last time either, probably.

We've been together for a year now.

And then she opened the door and walked in.

Deep Secrets

but she's too honest, too blunt. too eccentric, you know what I mean right ?

no, I don't. why are you saying these things ?

her clothes. I don't like them.

her hair is too thick, I can't run my fingers through it.

She's perfect though, the babe has got blue eyes. why won't you just go, for, it ?

Well now she's in me, and I'm fucking her while listening to Tiny Dancer and all I can think about is how much I'd rather be reading a book.

Steamy

My skin feels so hot and kind of burning from the sun.

Your girlfriend will never find out what we did last night.

I fall in love too easily

I was quite cool, the perfect temperature actually.
but I could feel my cheeks begin to flush when he slowly started rubbing his hand on mine.
Nobody noticed.

The unbearable fate of the black umbrella

Oh, what a dismal day it was.
The sun in hiding,
The clouds creeping down.
The winds sweeping in all directions.

The rain was flying sideways.

As we were walking towards the exit,
I began to open my black umbrella
"NO DON'T DO THAT! YOU WILL HAVE BAD LUCK FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE", yelled Richard trying to pry the black umbrella from my hands. But it was too late, the black umbrella had already been opened.
"FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE ??!!! oh my goodness, what will I do ?" I questioned mockingly.

As I walked into the street a black car hit me and I died.

Priority

I'm with sam, I'm really drunk, I'm really sorry.

Stardust

They met last fall
It took two months,
that was all.

She was doubtful,
He was unaware.

but things had changed so much so he just had to ask:
"Would you want to try again, just out of curiosity and sexosity?"

We didn't sleep much

La fille est venue, partie.
Comme le jour, la nuit.

Spring

some photos, here and there

I remember when we would grow trees outside that were blue and white. We were happy when our tears would fill the bathtub and we would wash away our fears. The honey would drip from the clouds and land on our toes. Those were the

days where we would run naked amongst the souls of the dead butterflies. You were mine and I was yours. We belonged together, we belonged to each other. Like the roots belong to the trees and the sun belongs to the sky. We believed in each other; we loved each other. It was love.

One day, you changed that; you changed it all by yourself. You had no help from anyone. You fell in love with a mermaid when I thought I had found my frog to kiss, my

prince to marry. You left me alone by the river even when you had promised to fly me across. Now how was I supposed to get to the other side?

You were mine and I was yours. You belonged to me and I belonged to you. I was yours and you were mine. We spoke and promised these things, these objects, these meaningless words to each other with our fingers intertwined in the deepest of our dreams, the deepest of our oceans, with my hair, in the wind, and your lips, on my lips. But after all, how can you save a rootless tree?

Music

Me, Emilie and Thanya playing music for the boys..

I guess.

sunday afternoon

Today,

I woke up not remembering when I went to bed.

I remember lying next to Felix and Emilie and Felix was talking about Gwen.

I guess I dozed off while he was talking about her.

I heard something coming from outside of Emilie's door.

I pulled my hair into a bun and walked out of her room to go to the washroom.

The sun was shining brightly through the window.

it was so beautiful.

Felix was there. I was surprised to see him there still, I thought he had gone home last night.

We took the metro together.

He told me I tried to cuddle with him.

I went to Starbucks before going home because I wanted a hot chocolate.

The man serving me forgot to get my drink, so I waited for 10 minutes.

Damien Rice was playing.

He is my favorite.