"Pardon pour les jours où j'me plains, les jours ou je ne vois que moi, mon nez et pas plus loin. Pardon pour toutes ces fois où... j'ai grossi mes problèmes. Pour toutes ces fois où j'ai fait tourner le monde sur moi même."

I have nothin' to say

Enjoy !

FUCK!

I love the perfection.

L♥

Tu vois ce mec? C'est un connard.
Mais un gentil connard, qui n'en a rien à branler.
Mais un gentil connard branleur.

C'type là, c'est mon meilleur ami.

Floreau, c'est quand même mignon. Non?
Ça fait genre bébé animal.
Le bébé du Flor. De la flore...?

Je t'aime, mais ne me mord pas.

What do you do when something attract you and you can't touch it?
You don't try to touch, you just look.
What I'm supposed to do? Just looking, never touch.

And you? What do you do?

Who I was?
Who I am?
Am I you?
Who are you?
You don't know. I don't care.
I was something or somebody. I was you or I was me.
I don't care about the past, it doesn't touch myself. It just hurt my head.
Maybe my heart.
Poor head. Poor heart?
Do you know me? I don't think so.
Do you recognize you? I don't recognize me.
Sukida yo.

Don't forget who I am, I did it.