i'm waiting...

Montpellier, direction to the "Gare St-Roch"

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So i'm just waiting,

For the end of Febuary,

when this fucked up shit will come to end,

or if a big one will start.

It may be the biggest mistake of my life

yet i just don't want for it to go lie HE planned.

After all, he knows that i just can't.

It's not a choice,

just a sickness,

a real one.

and after that, there will be April. The long awaited time. Man... this is so horrible, this waiting is killing me. It's not always like that, but right here, right now, it is. Feeling this freedom again, just like those famous 13 days.

Small amount of cash,

A simple backpack for my stuffs,

My feet to walk,

My hips to dance,

My ears to blast my brains,

my hands for this need of violence or luxury, or holding a simple cigaret

My eyes to stare at our world's roof.

Skies Of Desire

simple name

Such a way to live

Hedonisme, riding your own flow

Friends

Booze

Music

Sex

and most of all, being away of everything

Just being free,

With him, with them, with her.

With myself.