My ascendant, my moon, my rhetoric sun.

You don't exist or it's me?

We're All Playing In The Same Band.
- Bert Sommer (1969 Woodstock)

if life is a vacation to spend with your loved ones ...

possessed by obsession.

It's there. But not yet.

Je me suis largué comme un lardon.

The thing is that we're all slightly unbalanced one way or the other. But those who learned to hide under the sheep skins are not human.

It's not because I can. It's because I want.

New York is nothing but solutions.

Back to zero and repeating zero.

Sensitive of insensitivity.

What a pathetic life we have here!

˙uʍop əpısdn ɯ,ı

Let me put on the mask and robot speak like you.

You tossed me an irresponsible "love".

We draw a line, we picked a side.
You keep yours to yours and I keep mine to mine.

The Summer masks my tearing throat and sigh.
A bitter sweet intersection of our two straight lines.

Nothing will never be enough as long as we lost sign,
Cause we know we won't be there at the end of the time.

Life is predictably unpredictable.

Bubbles collide only when air breezes.

Spice me up! My dear. Spice me up!
A moment to shake me back in time where I fell for you.
Wind me up! My dear. Wind me up!
A spring to set me back in time where I lay my eyes on you.

Not belong to this world is the best not go on living excuse I can find.

I wish I knew which button to push
Then I'd know how to please you
It's sad but true

Songbird (2006) - Bernard Fanning

“For, on the day that John Lennon died, everyone in Brian Hawkins’ generation instantly and irrevocably turned 40.”
- Armistead Maupin - “Further Tales of the City”

You switch on and off me.

First bite always sour.

Keep calling your name three times. Maybe you'll finally appear.

Show me how you do that trick.

- The Cure - 1987

Tender ceases sand time flow,
Bright sun fades our keen eyes shore,
Waves join beat in breath chord,
Strawberry taste jewel fainted us lord.

You dropped me with a line.

Apprivoise-moi ! - dit le renard.
- Le Petit Prince

You're my sweet and sour weakness.

The jury duty is like A Clockwork Orange in The Big Brother.

I missing the sand and everything with it.

We owe explanation to no one.

I'm my own struggle.

Wine is part of french. Once you speak, you're french.

When a moment has been shared. "We" exist.

I replay the sand scene over and over to remember.

Hang out > Phone > Page > Text > Email > MySpace > Twitter > Facebook > Farm Town > Restaurant City >... That's how we define friendship today. What's next?

When we arrived at a certain age, all we hope is to be able to grow old.

Life is full of worries when tabloid is full of people you know.

It's perfectly fine if you look ugly or strange. But if you have a stereotype look, then it's DNA creepy.

People's brain functions less when sunny and warm.

I wish I know how to put a spell or curse on those who patronize me.

I've often been used, unjustly blamed and against my free will.

[Note] Do not use one's unfamiliar language to discuss any important matter.

Excellent quot.

I know Fridays come as often as once every seven days, but they always feel like they're one in a hundred. - johncmayer (John Mayer) 27 Feb. 2009

You broke me in half.

Old friend also comes with old issues. Classic.

Stingy is a personal choice.