CRUSHED MEMORIES

30.3.10

300310. III
Happy Birthday to Us.

"On se souris en secret quand ils ne sont pas là, le luxe de ceux qui n'ont plus le droit. Crachats salés au crépuscule. Je m'enfonce dans ce que je hais, Viens, tu m'emmènes loin, juste nous, On se sauve et si tu me dévore pour recommencer?

Tu ne parleras jamais. Moi non plus. Deux silences douloureux qui ne s'aiment plus."

26.3.10

3 Years...

22.3.10

je t'aime

Ask me anything

I n f i n i t e .

20.3.10

I don’t think you know what I am mate.

I’m a fucking waste of space. Just a stupid kid. I got no sense.

I’m no fucking use. I am nothing.

So Please Get it into your bonce [...]

" L’écriture a cette vertu de nous faire exister quand nous n’existons plus pour personne. " Georges Perros

* I n f i n i t e .

" Life isn’t about how many people call you and it’s not about who you’ve dated, are dating, or haven’t dated at all. It’s not about grades, money, clothes, or colleges that accept you or not. Life isn’t about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, and it’s not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn’t about that. But life is about who you love and who you hurt. It’s about how you feel about yourself. It’s about trust, happiness, and compassion. It’s about sticking up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love. Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance, and building confidence. It’s about what you say and what you mean. It’s about seeing people for who they are and not for what they have. Most of all, it is about living your life to touch someone else’s. "