Introduction.

Introduction.


“ Sifting through weathered photo albums
Looking for gloriously aged polaroids
Of places you've never been;
A place to accept you don't exist.”


If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do ? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments ? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it ? Do you read everything you're supposed to read ? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think ? Buy what you're told to want ? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.
— T. Durden.



Die my Bride — Frankenstein Drag Queens from Planet 13 ♪
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# Posté le jeudi 12 mars 2009 18:46

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Chapter I .

Chapter I .



On dit tout. Tout ce qu'on peut. Et pas un mot de vrai nulle part.
— Samuel Beckett.


Alexandra, 17 ans .
Paris XVIII , convoite l'Inslande . Terminale L .




I'll be straight with you, i try to be a good person.
I try to be an honest person, but it doesn't mean that i'm brutally honest all time.
I don't want to be like everybody else —I really mean it.
I know what i love, I dont care if it's what you do.
I've got friends. I know who they are. I don't like people who are instantly your best friend.
There's a difference between being nice and trying to suck a stranger off.
Life's hard but it always will be. I'm happy but i'll never be content.




A Clockwork Orange soundtrack — Stanley Kubrick ♪
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# Posté le vendredi 13 mars 2009 13:27

Modifié le vendredi 09 octobre 2009 16:46

Chapter II .

Chapter II .

Written by me,

___________________ [ Reflect, that's all you need. ]



Well, I've got some time to kill. I'm going to take this pen. I need to write, but not in french, it could be too hard to say, and too long to explain. People have been fake too many times, it's truly disturbing me. How can you trust someone in our current society ? Everybody lies, and all day long. Even me. People. Always faking smiles to cover the silence. You live in hope that they'll come clean and confess but they don't. That's so hurtful and frustrating. The worst lie is telling someone you love him when you don't and just want to get into his pants —guys are worst at this. It makes hard to trust the real thing, doesn't it ? And does it only concern sex ? I don't think so. I'm fed up with meeting bored persons lost in confusion, and I admit, I don't think 'round here I've got more than three friends. What does the word friend mean ? Nowadays, when you're spending time with somebody, he's automatically a friend of yours. I spend a lot of time with posers who aren't my friends, and I think this is the reason why i love loneliness. Emptiness and solitude makes me feel better, because I enjoy being without them. 'Won't trust anyone. You can smile to me as I can smile to you. It's all the same. It won't drive me crazy, but I guess disappointing guys make me scared to give my heart and soul to somebody. Get it ?





Love like blood — Killing Joke ♪
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# Posté le lundi 16 mars 2009 20:17

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Chapter III .

Chapter III .



Un peu du chaos de ce que j'écoute.



J'estime . The Misfits . The Oval Portrait . Dead Man's Bones . Joy Division . Alice Cooper . Pink Floyd . Killing Joke . Frankenstein Drag Queens from Planet 13 . Arsch Dolls . Angelspit . Backyard autopsy . Mourning Tide . Pencey Prep . Leathermouth . NIN . The Cramps . The Casualties . Scorpions . AC/DC . Aerosmith . The Smashing Pumpkins . The Smiths . Joe Cocker . Joan Jett . Black Sabbath . Kiss . Ozzy Osbourne . Black Flag . Guns 'N Roses . Chuck berry . Janis Joplin . The Who . Metallica . The Cure . Queen . Led Zeppelin . Pantera . The Dead Weather . David Bowie . Placebo . Proyecto Oniric . Within temptation . Dark Sanctuary . Nightwish . Loreena McKennitt . Radiohead . The Whitest Boy Alive . Björk . Sigur Rós . City and colour . Archive . Emilie Simon . Emily Jane White . Cat Power . Feist . Alela Diane . Moriarty . Bon Iver . Bitter:Sweet . Miles Davis . Glenn Miller . Pink Martini . Clint Mansell . Philip Glass . Tchaikovsky . Sibelius . Chopin .


Avec une playlist dépassant les 900 artistes,
je ne peux me permettre de tout lister.



Handsome Devil — The Smiths ♪
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# Posté le vendredi 13 mars 2009 13:31

Modifié le mardi 03 novembre 2009 03:19

Chapter IV .

Chapter IV .



__« Je trouve que la télévision à la maison est très favorable à la culture. Chaque fois que quelqu'un ____l'allume chez moi, je vais dans la pièce d'à côté et je lis... »


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Merci à Charles Baudelaire . Paul Verlaine . Oscar Wilde . Gérard de Nerval . Alfred de Musset . Emile Zola . Guy de Maupassant . Victor Hugo . Edgard Poe . Alexandre Dumas . Jean-Paul Sartre . Johann Wolfgang von Goethe . Samuel Beckett . Virginia Woolf . Ernest J. Gaines . Anne Rice . Bret Easton Ellis . Stephen King . Agatha Christie . Bram Stocker . J.K. Rowling (...) pour m'occuper avec toujours autant de ferveur.




Fascination Street — The Cure ♪
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# Posté le mardi 24 mars 2009 20:05

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