Alice Carpentier et moi, by jezebell666, literature
Literature
Alice Carpentier et moi,
Dialogue du vent
-bonjour
-bonjour, comment allez vous ?
-bien merci, et vous ?
-bien, bien, comment vous appelez vous ?
-je m'appelle silence. Et vous ?
-je m'appelle Francisco. Pourquoi vous appelez vous silence ?
-car je suis les sens de Descartes, je suis l'âme de la force, je suis l'inconscient réincarnée. Et vous ?
-je suis la force, la sublime force, qui remplit les âmes du monde
-ok on fait l'amour ?
-je préfère philosopher, c'est plus beau. Les genres historiques et la convivialité, les humbles fleurs de la nature ainsi que les canards et canetons du Rhin.
-ainsi, le mon
Si tu étais une lapine,
Frank serai tn lapin
Vs sauteriez tout le tmps
partout ds les prairie
partout ds les champs
et De bretagne en provence
vs diriez aux gens
N'allez pas le Faire n'importe où
prenez des capote sur vous
et sutout, en pensant bien fort
oh oui vive les paysans bretons
Ac 18. à Francfort.
218 je vous aime. ensemble que nous soyons.
Alice Carpentier et moi, by jezebell666, literature
Literature
Alice Carpentier et moi,
Dialogue du vent
-bonjour
-bonjour, comment allez vous ?
-bien merci, et vous ?
-bien, bien, comment vous appelez vous ?
-je m'appelle silence. Et vous ?
-je m'appelle Francisco. Pourquoi vous appelez vous silence ?
-car je suis les sens de Descartes, je suis l'âme de la force, je suis l'inconscient réincarnée. Et vous ?
-je suis la force, la sublime force, qui remplit les âmes du monde
-ok on fait l'amour ?
-je préfère philosopher, c'est plus beau. Les genres historiques et la convivialité, les humbles fleurs de la nature ainsi que les canards et canetons du Rhin.
-ainsi, le mon
When the flame first grew high
They all fell out, they knew not why…
Her hair gleaming diamonds divided
Her blood rouge lips smile of demented speech
Her charm get her through the Cerberus guard
Willingly challenging paths of the fire world
Let her perverted mind imagine what scent is
Lest the frosty cold in my path
Suffering in there persecution
Martyrdom for Resolution
Take another drag, trying not to soak the filter.
Clock in late and leave early.
Reach out for help through a coma.
Transmit a feeling through a night sky.
Fade like a Vibration.
Send a postcard on sattelites,
With the hopes they crash.
Reaching the end of these stairs.
Walking over its ledge onto soft air.
There is no me.
Dissolve like a breathe on a breeze.
First class to the jet-stream.
Its fair to say one has lost it all.
While one gave it all away....
Snow covered every single inch of land as the moon reflected on it. It was full and bright and the air felt purer than it had in months. It was late, and the land was sleeping. Fields rested from the day's work, factories-well, legal factories at least- had put out their machines and let their workers slip into bed until the sun rose again. All in all, this night was perfect, absolutely perfect for what would be done. Lady Saint-Elme stepped on the terrace of her mansion and started sniffing gracefully, emitting the occasional sneeze, trying to decide which way to go first. The marquise would be here any minute, and they had work to do. On th
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Unis. unis. unis. science po ? london ? on verra bien tout cela.
otherwise, I discovered south park at the age of 16. and, I laughed.
8hours of philosophy per week,
litterature exam on lovely blaise pascal. i could kill myself. who cares about jansenisme ?
I need to finish my applications for uni.
I'm hungry but it's nothing compared to last night's munchies.
I died for a bit. it was AWESOME.
I'm going to sleep again, so I can meet my unconscious mind in my dream and my freudian pulsions may be eliminated. oh la la.
I want to go to.... finland ! yes ! finlande !
let's go play chopin's polonaise, it's fun. pianjoooo.
Too much candy d
crise d'hypoglycemie,
it's bad.
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i stopped writing, cause my writing stopped.
i pleayed the piano an ounce better, because i'm sick, and it makes me feel lightheaded.
or maybe that's because the school nurse got me high on panadol.
--
preparing a thesis with Mme. D for her doctorat.
she's a psychiatrist at school and we talked when i was with the nurse.
--
i finished my scholar year. i'm drained. passing into LE Lycee. scary.
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wish me luck?
et j'ai pardonner, et j'ai fermer les yeux j'ai appris a rever.
et j'ai pardonner, et j'ai fermer les yeux sur ma realiter.
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I-when i like someone i tend to stick to them like glue. which makes them want to go away, and you know how much it hurts when you peel glue off.. cf. last journal
II-i have feelings for objects, like my teddy gets to watch movies with me..
III-i dont mind the dentist, and the doctor
IV-i speak about my dreams at least once a week, indeed they are extremely strange
V-i hate letting
you can't actually find me on facebook ! if you give me yours I'll add you, cause I blocked my profile.x I live in London now, here's my King's College email : mariam.al_qassimi@kcl.ac.uk x