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"And you're holding it up from above"
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I don't want to sleep yet. I don't want to watch a movie. I don't want to clean my apartment. I don't even want to read right now. I just want to listen to music and dream.
Tout es bizarre. Je me sens super bien, il fait beau, je me reveille avec un sourire. Je me couche avec un sourire, meme quand me tete me crie dessus, meme apres trop de vodka et de drogues... Les papillons sautent librement, me tourmentent.
Pourquoi am I so worried by the fact that everything seems ok for once?