March. Omigod.
Oh girls it's when I see you after weeks that I remember myself that I ACTUALLY have friends. Yes.. That's a pretty good feeling.
I know that even if I am not that kind, only nice people really like me.
That's pretty cool.
But at least friends are not sufficiant.
I'm keeping this bleeding hole.
I think everyone have his own.
"Des méandres au creux des reins"?
Ah, god, I'm writting empty words.
Empty words which will never be read.
Well..
..key."
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