Monday, December 25, 2006

France Gall, Charlotte G, Francoise H, you are singing to me in the most beautiful language
Metro maps are breaking my heart, street names, metro stops, filled up garbage cans of unrealistic hopes
sometimes I do think that love will tear us apart, but rather it will put us together, because I finally understand so much of it all, all those cigarettes a few months ago-BECAUSE IT IS ALL ABOUT THE AESTHETIC-dont bother to question my desire to return to where I felt uglier, because I felt like it was slowly making me more beautiful

but there is something to say about laying with my chin on someones shoulder, those kisses i wont feel anywheres else, and who knew sex could feel so intimate-I'm not just chasing after orgasms, I'm chasing after feeling like I was completly at peace, with love, and with our minds, something magical, so here is to loving,because I do need you in my life!

this christmas I am grateful-not just because I received things of aesthetic beauty but because theres more to it than that and I cant even be bothered to explain it, but gifts are beautiful.

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