mardi 22 juillet 2008
Babylon
Sometimes i feel like a stranger in my own town. Tonight is one these nights. So many people passing by, running fast, chasing something they'll never catch. And still no one around. Be proud to be in the City of Light. Still so much darkness around. Who wants to be a part of that shit? Is that real life? Guess not. Tonight is one of these nights i hate myself most. One of these nights of introspection in the far ever far...when stars keep fading more and more. Corruption of self. Paris is a vampire feeding with your energy and expectations. Feel the bad karma around. Get out. Or at least try.
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