i could tell you how much i love vanilla lattes and dancing in the streets. sleeping at noon in spain and kissing boys that don't know me . However, none of this means anything. it doesnt explain me. nor does it describe me. it doesnt show who i am what i am how i am. what am i?i am a person that loves but does not believe in love. i have no eyes but i can see through anything. i have no feet but have wings that take me somewhere better. i believe that philosophy is brilliant yet useless. i believe that describing oneself isnt possible yet one can be described so easily in a few words its unsettling. i sometimes wish i had lived in the fifties and sixties and partied with velvet underground, edie, nico and andy... i am so many things all at once however, come to think of it, i am this tiny spec of a human on the face of the earth. i am really, trully, nothing .

je suis une contradiction, je suis la vérité tout comme je suis le mensonge. je suis un rêve. je suis rêveuse. je suis une imperfection dans toute sa perfection comme chacun l'est dans ce monde. dans ce monde où la beauté règne, dirige, vit et tue. où l'amour est oublié, si l'on raye l'amour de soi-même.. car celui-ci semble être toujours présent. cependant, j'aime, j'aime à n'en plus finir, à en arrêter de respirer, de vivre, de vouloir, de continuer. je vis dans une illusion perpétuelle, vivante, et de laquelle je ne peux m'échapper. qui m'attrappe, m'étouffe, m'encercle, me garde et m'éblouie. elle m'assassine. je ne vis pas dans la réalité. ce monde de richesse n'est pas la réalité.

i am born alone and i will die alone.
i want to be here for you always here for you but i cannot.
i can barely be. for we are all alone and we will always be alone.

tu dois vivre, laisse toi vivre, laisse toi apprendre, deviens qui tu es, ne te limite pas, ne te change pas mais aime toi tu as tant à aimer, aime toi.

i am running i'm escaping i am hoping i am flying im kissing your cocaine eyes goodnight. leaving your heart to die. leaving your life in pieces. i am dreaming i am holding on i want i need i have to be. i have to be. finally.i.have.to.be. i am doing this for me you cannot hate me i am doing this for me. let me run let me get free let me be free..finally. something for me. and finally, maybe, everything is fine;yeah, at last, everything will be just fine.