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17 janvier 2007

03.09.06

"Je serai bientôt à tes côtés, à dévoiler mes secrets" dit l'automne qui marche le long de ma rue alors que je me retrouve, justement, à jeter un coup d'oeil par la fenêtre.J'aimerais pouvoir m'emmitoufler dans cette consideration rassurante, mais je...

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17 janvier 2007

Winter may start again...Eté 2006

The room smells of alcohol and I wonder why I think of that song : stumbling again from the church to the joint... Something itches my eye and I don't know whether it is the bitterness of loneliness that glides on both my eyes or whether I am just sad...

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17 janvier 2007

I was given...Eté 2006

I was given a gift from the gods : a walk outside, some time I could spend for myself, thinking.And I thought.I remembered.I rememberd how I had said "No !" the other day.To the man in front of the supermarket, oh, God, you should have seen his arms !...

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17 janvier 2007

29.08.2006, Do not let yourself go

"Do not let yourself go", these were the first words I heard.It was enough to have me starting the day with bricks in my stomach. It reminded me of yesterday night's events. It reminded me of what a pathetic wretch I was. "Do not let yourself go". Oh...

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17 janvier 2007

Said and Unsaid...Eté 2006

I fell asleep last night with a sentence buzzing in my head : "Do not uncover your wounds", it said. I remember it now, and it all seems clear. It means I should keep things for myself. These blood-stained words, I should keep them for myself. It is something...

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17 janvier 2007

Cars friends noise and life Eté 2006

Cars, friends, noise and lifeWill I ever feel alive ?Nothing much inside It started as soon as I lifted my pillow to make my bed this morning. I knew it would be hard. A faint recollection of my dream came back to me : I dreamt of The Magic Flute. I keep...

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17 janvier 2007

19.08.2006, This is the silence of emotional death

Coffee in my cupBlacker than the blackest nightIt says "You are not" My complete ignorance will be the end of me. For there are places I'd rather not explore. Now, I can see them pointing their finger at me, "You don't belong" they say. And I don't belong....

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17 janvier 2007

Sometimes...Eté 2006

Sometimes, I figure I just want to cry. Seeing this woman in the bus made me want to cry. She was so painfully thin, and when I see people like that, I just want to cry my eyes out.But it was perfect, because as I saw her, I was just listening to Thom...

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17 janvier 2007

Brussels...Eté 2006

I tend to think very little these days. This is something I'm not used to, something that goes hand in hand with a feeling of unease. I hate that. I feel dead. Maybe I'm dead. I don't want to believe this. I don't want to say it. I want people to call...

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17 janvier 2007

In Brussels - Eté 2006

Coming back to Brussels hasn't been easy. In some respect, I was safe in Italy. Miserable, but safe. Except for the last days when I wasn't miserable anymore. I was just safe. I could think, I could write. The censors were sleeping. The world was asleep.In...

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17 janvier 2007

My cd's are spread on the table - unlistened... Eté 2006

My Cd's are spread on the table. Unlistened.He comes up the stairs. He's grown taller. He's lost a lot of weight. He looks fit, confident. He knows me. He just hasn't seen me for a long time. He might have noticed that I cut my hair. And that's it's curly...

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17 janvier 2007

Cosmopolitan

You have to get the money somehow. But they've taken things too far. This is corrupted. This is perverse. One after the other. Pages of them. Anorexically thin girl. Exhibitting their bodies with nonchalance. Perfectly tanned skin. Long legs. Matchsticky...

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17 janvier 2007

Lucignano...Eté 2006

23 h 30 I'm in Lucignano with the girls. I wonder why I do not smoke. I do not smoke. For the wrong reasons. It's not cuz I'm “wise” or “serene” or any noble thing like that. If I do not smoke, it's just cuz I'm frozen, weak and numb. I'm too numb to...

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17 janvier 2007

Future - Eté 2006

13 h 30 You say you want to write. But face the truth, honey, you won't go very far with what you're doing now. You're too self-centered, too attached.So you don't know what to do. You never consider your own future. You say you can't teach, you don't...

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17 janvier 2007

I got mixed up...Eté 2006

I got mixed up with the hot and cold water and my bathwater turned out to be chilly. With a masochistic malice, I thought I'd take a cold bath. I thought of the people on the otherside, on the rough sides, where there's no such thing as hot water. I thought...

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17 janvier 2007

Too Bad...Eté 2006

Too bad I'm a shopping addict. I should ignore clothes, resist the call of the colours with zealous renunciation. But I'm not like that. I'm a snob. I'm a spoilt child. I spend my parent's money on clothes. I should be hanged.Anorexia is on the street...

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17 janvier 2007

We've just been...Eté 2006

We've just been to the supermarket. There are so many bottles of fruit juice. I like the pear juice. We took one bottle of it. I went looking for interesting people to look at. I should drop that silly habit. Skinny girls do not have a big halo. They...

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17 janvier 2007

Watermelon Sorbet - Eté 2006

Watermelon sorbet. Sweetness is pouring down on me and entering my body. I get more tender. And soft. I have this epiphany where I'm bathed in pink light (that is the colour of my icecream) and I understand that I ought to change. Stop cursing. It's a...

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17 janvier 2007

Seriously...Eté 2006

Seriously, you were more sane when you got here first. Be a story-teller. What's wrong with being a story-teller ? You don't have to suffer, to incarnate your characters. I find these girls so much prettier when they're holding an icecream cone. You once...

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17 janvier 2007

Pensées...Eté 2006

I'm in the bathroom, but I can't afford to spend the first minutes of my new day on a vomit. It would ruin it all and I'd feel the pain. My body says it's bad for me and it is time I paid attention. For once. So I just concentrate on taking a bath (with...

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17 janvier 2007

Pensées...Eté 2006

6 : 32 Just as one should say 'I fell asleep', there should be a way to say it the other way around : 'I fell awake'. 6 : 32 AM.Spidery dream. (Should I say “again” ? I don't remember. But spiders have a familiar taste. Spiders in my hair, spiders everywhere).So,...

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17 janvier 2007

I dreamt that.... Eté 2006

I had this horrific dream. I was doing a check-up at the hospital. Then, there was this nurse who wanted to check my breast. I was naked. I was in the hallway with tons of people around. And the woman was reaching for my breast, she wanted to touch it....

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17 janvier 2007

Indécision

Il mit son chapeau. IL enleva son chapeau (vanité). Il remit son chapeau. Il s'allongea. Le chapeau le gênait. Il enleva le chapeau. Il ouvrit son livre. Ces mots lui disaient quelque chose. Cette page, il l'avait déjà lue. Il ouvrit son livre plus loin....

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17 janvier 2007

My mind is not in peace - été 2006

Les essuie-glace écorchent mon coeur. J'écoutais Radiohead ce matin. There are two colours in my headThere are two colours in my headWhat, what is that you try to say?What, what was that you tried to say?Tried to say.. tried to say..Tried to say.. tried...

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17 janvier 2007

God's Cage

I set my eyes on God's cageTen thousand girls with their knees in the dirtWhat a waste... To see them praying their life away.To have them sleeping in the icy cold With the ratsWith the spidersHiding in what is left of their hairEating it all away"You...

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