Raison & coeur ne font plus bon menage.

Raison & coeur ne font plus bon menage.

I AM NOT AFFRAID

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Il faut beaucoup de naïveté ou de mauvaise foi pour penser que les hommes choisissent leurs croyances indépendamment de leur condition.

C.L-S.

# Posté le dimanche 12 juillet 2009 15:24

Modifié le vendredi 06 novembre 2009 20:19

Let's build a house on the beach plant a family tree and live in harmony.

Let’s build a house on the beach plant a family tree and live in harmony.


Emancipating my heart from Hollywood love, too many people got caught.
Emancipating my mind from a system designed to limit mankind but I leave that behind.

Only in love we are free.

# Posté le jeudi 30 avril 2009 06:35

"Mes Amis, Mes Amours, Mes Emmerdes."


"Mes Amis, Mes Amours, Mes Emmerdes."

# Posté le lundi 30 mars 2009 14:10

Modifié le lundi 30 mars 2009 15:03

PEACE ☮

PEACE ☮
Tu leur apprendras que rien ne compte plus sur cette terre que cette putain de liberté capable de se soumettre au plus offrant. Tu leur diras aussi que cette grande salope aime l'amour des hommes, et que toujours elle échappera à ceux qui veulent l'emprisonner, qu'elle ira toujours donner la victoire à celui qui la respecte sans jamais espérer la garder dans son lit. Dis-leur, dis-leur de raconter tout cela de ma part.
I've got peace deep in my soul, I've got love making me hope, since you opened up your heart and shined on me.

# Posté le mercredi 04 février 2009 13:09

Modifié le vendredi 06 mars 2009 07:41

God is a Havanas's smoker, I can see his grey clouds, I know he smokes even the night, like me.

God is a Havanas's smoker, I can see his grey clouds, I know he smokes even the night, like me.
I'm broke but I'm happy, I'm poor but I'm kind, I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah, I'm high but Im grounded, I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed, I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby. What il all comes down to is that everything's gonna be fine, fine, fine. 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is giving a high five. I fell drunk but I'm sober, I'm young but I'm underpaid, I'm tired but I'm working, yeah, I care but I'm restless, I'm here but I'm really gone, I 'm wrong and I'm sorry baby. What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be quite alright. 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is flicking a cigarette. What it all comes down to Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet. I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is giving the peace sign. I'm free but I'm focused, I'm green but I'm wise, I'm hard but I'm friendly baby, I'm sad but I'm laughing, I'm brave but I'm chicken shit, I'm sick but I'm pretty baby. What it all boils down to Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet. I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is playing the guitare. What it all comes down to my friends Is that everything's just fine, fine, fine. 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one is hailing a taxi cab.

A.M.

# Posté le samedi 31 janvier 2009 15:53

Modifié le jeudi 26 mars 2009 16:23