This is my very last entry on this journal. There is no reason to tell you why... Nobody can resolve my problems anyways. All the best.

Laurent

All my projects are fucked up. Nothing is going right... everything is wrong with me. I'm fed up. I think I'm gonna crack up quite soon.

2 days left. I am in Mendoza - Argentina. Everything is so much more beautiful when time is running out. At this point of the trip, many things have been changed between me and my second half. I do not really know what to think as I feel very confused. I don't know if I have to cry or smile. My brain is a complete mess. I guess I am not perfect and ( Read more... )

Oh, I think I am in a very sensible position. I can identify myself, I can realize my numerous mistakes. I can also deduce that I don't need to complain because it could be worse. Ok, I won't play the victim here, neither the talented writer, because I am obviously none of the aforementioned terms. "Toutes les jolies choses ont une fin". It is true ( Read more... )

You know what? I think I just got mad.. Why should someone fuck everything up in a relationship? Is there a fucking damn reason in tryin to find the lamest excuse to start arguing? THAT pisses me right of! It's simply not showing respect to your second half, not giving a damn fuck of what he/she could feel. Patience. Patience. Patience. I need to ( Read more... )

I have nothing to talk about except weird things, and this is surely going to be the most stupid entry of this journal. I just miss being with my second part, with her. I miss her, I always want to kiss, feel and hug her. I need someone beside me, someone to share my life with. Why are you so far away Florcis? I am in the crual need of being with ( Read more... )

On est le 20 du mois de Mai dans la nuit... et c'est certainement un moment qui sera laisser ses traces dans mon future. J'en ai clairement trop fait vu le retour que j'en ai eu avec elle. D'un autre coté, on est de nature très différente. J'ai appris a mûrir, mais ce n'est pas sans laisser de trâces. Je n'ai pas non plus complétement changé, je ( Read more... )

"el lenguaje del amor está en los ojos" fletcher ( Read more... )

What the fuck did I do to deserve that treatment? I mean, it does not make sense and the only victim in the story is me. because I am doing my best, because I am constantly hiding my own problems, because I try to be nice and positive, because this love I have is just so stronger, over everything... then why? I seriously start to be scared and I am ( Read more... )

Je n'ais jamais eu les couilles de voir les choses en face, d'agir de ma propre personne.. parce-que quand j'aime quelque chose ou quelqu'un.. que ce soit materiel ou virtuel, je me donne à fond. Il n'y a jamais de retour, et de toute façon, il ne faut pas l'attendre.. car dans la relation d'amour, cette dévotion que l'on a pour cette chose ou ( Read more... )