When I'm 18, I will... ~

Quand on était jeune et con ♥
Et bientôt, on s'ra vieux et fou ★

Aaaah j'avais des ch'veux avant --→

When I was young... ~

"Bah s'tu veux t'achètes la bouffe et j'm'occupe du champagne !"

[1 heure plus tard]

"J'sais pas quel champagne j'vais acheter, tu peux pas me conseiller un truc là ?"
"Nan mais t'as fumé de toute façon... MWAHAHAHA t'as pas l'droit d'acheter du champagne t'as pas 16 ans !!" {mon frère ce connard ♥}


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Bon, du Champomy, ça ira ?

Paramore - Emergency

-Lyrics-

I think we have an emergency
I think we have an emergency

If you thought I'd leave, then you were wrong
Cause I won't stop holding on

So are you listening?
So are you watching me?

If you thought I'd leave, then you were wrong
Cause I won't stop holding on.

This is an emergency
So are you listening?

And I can't pretend that I don't see this

it's really not your fault
When no one cares to talk about it
[Can we talk about it ?]

Cause I've seen love die
Way too many times
When it deserved to be alive (deserved to be alive)
I've seen you cry
Way too many times
When you deserved to be alive (alive)

So you give up every chance you get
Just to feel new again

I think we have an emergency
I think we have an emergency

And you do your best to show me love,
but you don't know what love is.

we have an emergency
So are you listening?

Well I can't pretend that I don't see this

But it's really not your fault
When no one cares to talk about it
[can we talk about it?]

Cause I've seen love die
Way too many times
When it deserved to be alive (deserved to be alive)
I've seen you cry
Way too many times
When you deserved to be alive (alive)

Scars, they will not fade away.

No one cares to talk about it, can we talk about it?

Cause I've seen love die
Way too many times
When it deserved to be alive (deserved to be alive)
I've seen you cry
Way too many times
When you deserved to be alive (alive)

Georges

Non, je ne pouvais pas aller me coucher sans parler de Georges.
Georges, c'est l'amour de ma vie.
Mon coeur, mon chéri, mon homme.
Georges, c'est le plus beau du monde.
Il a les yeux verts et il fait des overdoses de tic-tac encore pire que moi.
Georges, je pourrais pas vivre sans lui.
S'il avait pas existé, j'aurais mouru.
Georges, il vient du Nord. Du Vrai, du Grand Nord.

Et voilà, j'ai l'immense honneur de vous présenter...










Ah mais quel suspens...











GEORGES LE YÉTI !

Georges is gorgeous :D ("he is beautifuuuul" - "uuh he's a boy so you may say 'handsome' " - "oh i didn't know that...")

I need a hug so bad.

Aujourd'hui c'est Noël et j'ai 14 ans et demi.
Enfin c'est plus Noël parce que là on est le 26 et il est minuit et 2 minutes. Donc... J'ai 14 ans, 6 mois, 17 heures et 10 minutes. Wai je sais, c'est génial. Sublimissime.
Donc je disais, hier c'était Noël. C'était cool. Naaaaaaan. C'pas vrai, c'était nul à chier. Mais c'pas grave hein, y'a pire... Et puis Jack il est encore là, après 6 mois. L'heffalump aussi, haha.

•••

J'ai un myspace et c'est vraiment la loose - J'ai le coeur en morceau - J'ai des gentils amis - Rectification, des très gentils amis - Paramore c'est le meilleur groupe du monde - Le verre gauche de mes lunettes est trop fort - J'veux avoir un portable - Et aussi des Converses - J'veux voir Aurélien - J'ai envie de pioncer - J'ai pas fait de piano - Le Coca Sango c'est bon - J'sais pas c'que j'vais foutre au Nouvel An - Il m'arrive d'être vulgaire - Corneguidouille - J'aime pas les menteurs - Les moutons qui baddent, moi j'adore ça - Il paraît...

Minuit quatorze. Je déclare officiellement que Blogspot, c'est mieux que tout pour un ordi aussi pourri que le mien. Bienvenue au clan mon petit.

Today, it's Christmas and I'm exactly 14 and a half.
Well it's not Christmas anymore since we now are the 26th. It's 12:02AM. So... I'm 14 and a half years old + 17 hours and 10 minutes. Yeah I know, it's great. Completly awesome.
So, yesterday, it was Christmas day. It was cool. Nooooo. Its's not true, it was really really boring to death. I hate Christmas. But it doesn't matter eh, it could have been worse... Anyway I had Jack and my Heffalump with me haha.


-Random stuff-
I have nice friends - Well no, I have REALLY nice friends - Paramore rocks & is the best band of the world - I want to have a cellphone - And black Converses - I wanna see Aurelien - I wanna sleep as well - Today I've not played piano - I love Coca Sango - I don't know what I'll do on the New Year's day - I don't like liars - I'm fed up with that fucking keyboard of mine


It's midnight past fourteen. I officially declare that Blogspot is way better that any blogsite I've been registered at. A new blog is born, welcome to the clan !