everybody has a second home

tomorrow I would like

 to be in the bath painting my nails with the friend,

wake up with a nice hair,

have a film-breakfast,

feel the sun arriving,

watch the world down myself,

read my books next to the window,

be confortable and sexy,

reflect with time and serenity,

dance to feel alive in the empty house,

go out pretty and simple to meet my friends.

to see if I can..

it's coming

I've been lost, I try not to be, but it's hard.

the vacations already start, I though it'll be good, but I just feel even more lonelier.

alone with 'grey's anatomy', books, photography and tons of tea and sweets.

i wish i could go to some coffee-bar spend some time, meet someone and be fine and happy. but I know that won't happen, so for now I just content myself with a travel to the supermarket.

maybe i take some interesting pictures by the way but, for that I've got to get lost first.

humm, I think my period is coming.

some divine points

and the others well can go fuck.

I'm fucked off with the bitchy-people.

(sorry for the outburst)

la ville éternelle

  

I want the colours, the people, the light, les parfums, the chanels, the streets, the stones, the language, the food.

I want you Paris.

it's all black and white

because I like Alexander Wang and Alice Dellal.