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10 août 2010

* Flesh, Food & Thoughts*

And as the pounds and stones go down on the scale, I feel like I'm going back in time, going down to that skinny teenager I used to be before I started devouring tons of chocolate, as I discovered for the first time what it was to be able to afford whatever...
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18 mars 2010

*Sing A Song For Me*

I remember never wanting to reach 6 years with you because of what 6 meant for us. Dear, I hope you're doing allright. You're such a friend, the best ever and forever. I sometimes don't like the judgementfull look you give me, but I guess that's all I...
30 septembre 2008

*Beat it!*

"Vous avez 19 ans et 329 jours (Dieu que je suis vieille!) Depuis votre naissance se sont écoulés: 7269 jours (that's all?) Depuis votre naissance se sont écoulés: 238 mois Depuis votre naissance se sont écoulés: 1038 semaines Vous fêterez votre anniversaire...
22 octobre 2009

*Owl City*

Oui, la musique fait tout dans ma vie. Alors, nouveau groupe découvert, nouvelles émotions et nouvelles errances onirique, tout en marchant seule iPod en poche, bien-sûr. J'apprends et je me surprends à aimer ma solitude. Girl: Time together is just never...
20 octobre 2009

*It reminds me of...*

Et bien voilà, voilà! J'ai trouvé la Maison des Amis version Irlandaise. J'ai trouvé des gens ouverts et accueillants, sans arrières pensées, qui me trouvent "cute" d'être "so cheesy", et qui font la promotion des free-hugs 24/7. Et ça tombe bien, ce...
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19 octobre 2009

*And you got me singing, Oh-oh*

I want to sing. And sing. And sing again. For you, for them, for all of you. Because no matter what, I feel amazingly alive and happy here. King and queens, princesses in the dark. A beat, a rythm, a dance, always the same moves, never the same final....
25 juin 2009

*But, Hey, I Wrote You a Song *

Premier coup de soleil.La musique me monte à la tête. Ça y est, j'ai fait mon tour des aux revoirs. Nollaig et mes parents encore, mais, c'est différent. Il n'en reste qu'un, le plus dur, le plus libérateur, le plus long, le plus hésitant. Moran... Je...
29 octobre 2009

*Equillibrium*

I walk slowy when I'm on my own (do you feel alive?) Yeah but quite frankly I still feel alone (oh, but you'll survive) Oui, je survivrais. Je me sens en paix, évoluant doucement, m'immergeant lentement dans la vague qui me porte toujours plus en avant....
26 février 2009

*It's a new day*

Comme dirait Nollaig... Tout prend forme, petit à petit. Dans l'incertitude du présent, dans les cris des manifestants, les éternels débats, le monde qui va mal, les drapeaux français qui tombent, les étudiant qui essayent de faire la révolution sans...
28 août 2009

*Sleepwriting*

Proches et si lointains pourtant. L'inspiration part comme elle vient. Sans prévenir. Et trop de temps perdu en mots futiles et en larmes ne l'ont pas retenue. Someone that won't let you disapear. Your smell, your smile, your arms, your kiss. I could...
20 mars 2010

*Emotional Yoyo*

Yes, that's what I am. What can I say? Not much really. Everything I write is or has been true, a part of me. I could be a bouncing ball, or a never-ending roller-coaster. Something that moves alot in uncontrolled movements and that causes me frights....
20 février 2010

*My French Is Bitter*

Mes mots sont indéniablement plus forts en français. Ce poème est ma colère, ma rancoeur, mon amertume, ma douleur, mis en scène en quatre strophes. Ma haine de Décembre. Il n'y a pas de raison particulière pour se remémoer cela aujourd'hui. Je trouvais...
17 décembre 2008

*I'll Face the World*

C'est ça, le début avorté, le compliment raté.J'ai besoin de savoir.Dites-moi, ce que vous en pensez, sincèrement. S'il vous plait.Ce n'est pas la version que je vais garder. Je n'étais pas satisfaite quand je l'ai écrit. Mais j'ai envie de savoir. Je...
19 mars 2011

*Private Parts*

I could see myself living a replay of that movie. I choose not to worry. Time goes by too fast when we're together and too, too slow. Slow. When we're apart. I hold in all my romance and forevers because I don't trust them, for I've been betrayed by them....
31 janvier 2011

*Dream On*

Until your dream come true, that's what they say.And after chatting with Mademoiselle M, I realised that both of us were just pretending all the way. Pretending to be into these studies. Pretending that's what we want to do. Pretending we're happy with...
2 décembre 2010

*Frost Kiss*

Because it's always nicer than bites. And because I'm a good girl, I can haz both. Theres is a picture that stays in my mind. It is night time and we are driving in the orangy shades of the city. The snow looks yellow and the sky red by the street lights...
1 octobre 2010

*Notes From Dublin*

24/09/2010 I didn’t think the breakdown would come so quickly. But lying there alone in that cold unknown room brought the reality back, the one I managed to avoid during the day by keeping myself busy and worried by other concerns. So here I am now,...
9 mai 2010

*Spanish Swirl*

My world is spinning 'round in a twisty colorful tasty happy swirl. I don't know where I'm going but sure it can't be somewhere bad. I still have issues to fix in me, but with a little help from my friends, I'll be grand. I am singing. And dancing. And...
13 avril 2010

*Summer Of Love*

To those who say the weather have a big influence on the mood, I say: YES! Happily spending my days in the library, willing to be outside... I don't like the burning sun but the Irish one is sweet and voluptuous, I even beleive I could be nicely suntanned...
12 avril 2010

*Your Heart On The Line*

I wish I was able to write the sun on my skin, your fingers between mine, the smell of the sea, the breeze cooling down my sun-burnt face, the sweetness of an ice-cream, the pride of walking by your side, the reward of knowing you like love me. Your jumper...
13 mars 2010

*Chasing Ghosts*

Familiar breath of my old liesChange the color in my eyes. I run behind you, trying to reach you. I see your silhouettes ahead, walking away towards more details, more technical stuff I don't understand. And I chase you. But the call of the surrounding...
4 février 2010

*Seldom Spoken*

Vernacular sin I am the final word on your lips.I tried to overcome timeOldness and repressionTo resist against all enemies The others, and the indifference. I am the last breath of your speech.My young blood floods outRushing to the sea of memoriesDoomed...
24 janvier 2010

*Like between brakets*

{Ici c'est mon paradis, ma folieMa paranthese, mon asileMa drogue et ma morphine,Mon adrénalineQui chaque jour me tue un peu plusPour me rendre plus vivante.} That sparkle in my eyes is brighter than ever, showing the smile I bottle up but still has to...
7 janvier 2010

*Ignorance Is A Bliss But Knowledge Is A Gift*

And that's like my late Christmas gift. I didn't realise I could be such a conversation topic. I feel like we went through all that makes me who I am. You saw the outlines of my soul, you read the words of my mind, and your heard the voice of my heart....
11 octobre 2009

*If you wanna I want too*

Fill this emptiness with love. I'm here, look at me, I'm here! If you wish it, wish it now.If you wish it, wish it loud.If you want it, say it now.If you want it, say it loud. A new inspiration, a wind of change. Rather a kick in the ass, actually. Now,...
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