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whiplash girlchild

septembre, j'attends votre arrivée. vite, s'il te plait! 

breathing thin air

way up in the sky / that is where am i / i breathe the thin air / i like it way up there

oh, disastrophe

I'm tore up from the floor up, beat up from the feet up, and I need a check up from the neck up!

i feel a sore throat coming on. forecast for the weekend: chicken soup in 90 degree weather. le sigh.

a place to belong

aside from going downhill on a bicycle, I also enjoy driving up to 90 mph on the highway when the coast is clear.
I just imagine Senna and how it would have felt like to be on the passenger's seat while he drove.

I need to learn to drive a stick.

nord + sud + est + ouest

that day I walked the streets / walked the line like on a secret map
someone must have drawn in my head / leaving signs that I couldn't read

I am pentagon

which side are you gonna be on?

i've got tons of things i want to do within the next few months. my dilemma is deciding what to do first.
 ...these damn decisions. they either make you or break you.

constant surprises

i was walking home looking at the trees.
i got the feeling that they were looking back at me.