tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827908791675062752023-11-16T11:17:33.680-08:00Entre-jambesMarie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-65143462179204673972009-05-20T11:01:00.000-07:002009-05-20T11:04:22.961-07:00Double Spacing.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiALCy4wWgbGB3Eo9I1hBtN8iffda0OyHBom4r8P8pK2MCMpHta5gL0CA-eubT7CX-zKffu6UWxpgwitXDwyIk9202LIa40wGtlKN5ub4XHAJnM0RQDkCAGNSUqyuPRoMWJA48C33t3Yw/s1600-h/lula+magazine+11.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiALCy4wWgbGB3Eo9I1hBtN8iffda0OyHBom4r8P8pK2MCMpHta5gL0CA-eubT7CX-zKffu6UWxpgwitXDwyIk9202LIa40wGtlKN5ub4XHAJnM0RQDkCAGNSUqyuPRoMWJA48C33t3Yw/s320/lula+magazine+11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337968575259945026" /></a><br /><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:10px;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I was living in my old place.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I wasn’t really talking to Enora at the time</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"> I was looking forward to you</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">My mom had just bought me a bunch of new clothes </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">This bright blue dress</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Satin</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">And the heels. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Slippery </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">It was snowing and raining at the same time, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I was holding onto your hand. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">We went up the street for sushi, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:10px;">You had just came back from India,</span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">You gave me this </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">White</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Scarf </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I had never tasted all these different kinds of raw fish </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">You knew everything about </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Because of Vancouver</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I tasted Sake</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:10px;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I cried. </span></span><o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment-->Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-16742085387079357412009-05-19T14:18:00.000-07:002009-05-19T14:22:51.196-07:00What You Want.<div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">The Panthère noire was full of people.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">We were all there.<br />I hadn’t seen you in a while,<br />She was with her new lover and I was jeleous.<br />Clearly not drunk enough</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">The sadness just drifted into your eyes,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">And your sweet skin made it seem like a dream</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">Your strong arms and lips.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">We bought MDMA</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">And it was your first time. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">We went to the after party.<br />Got lost on the way,<br />your friend was not kind, not sweet, beautiful but aggressive.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">He was angry.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">We got stoped by the cops,</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">You were to high to realize, I wanted to hold you. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">We went back to Jasmina’s<br />And kissed in her grand parent’s bed.<br />You held me close and closer we were drifting further and further away from any sense of consciousness</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">I did not want it to end.<br />I wanted more.<br />I ran to see the doorman,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">Asked him if I could go in the pool<br />he said it was open,<br />we jumped in,</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">I can’t swim</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">I turned on the sauna.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">We had trouble breathing. We were kissing.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">We went back in the bed.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">I wanted to sleep with you</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">I am still a virgin.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">We fell asleep.</span></span></p></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiONgbE6zIkA5jlKFYUMDc2C_cHVgTd7py8auUSmR9rGoBUp6KCL6l1LrUbvbrcw5OdjQKOTjdH4rbxEMpzVv4QvJ5tAv18GSoxjeEs3xzGWroM_vhwQqkLPs-DfoOLpUddb0N3z2sjl9Q/s1600-h/5371_002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiONgbE6zIkA5jlKFYUMDc2C_cHVgTd7py8auUSmR9rGoBUp6KCL6l1LrUbvbrcw5OdjQKOTjdH4rbxEMpzVv4QvJ5tAv18GSoxjeEs3xzGWroM_vhwQqkLPs-DfoOLpUddb0N3z2sjl9Q/s320/5371_002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337648081552348434" /></a><br /> <!--EndFragment-->Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-17013008254502510052009-05-19T14:13:00.001-07:002009-05-19T14:17:47.844-07:00On my way to<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZYXbkUYuDp4h69Td3N8BVXtJzc7-RaVe6QfsR-4h3OoaZGhqZQUgrtXp-CcU9CoIfn1ZJKj9538DV33wLXpRj5ZZfeJxT3WPY6e81i4vUZpBswCG-i1kzxGU_O4eRqnN_ATx4LW1zQg/s1600-h/miafarrowdd3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZYXbkUYuDp4h69Td3N8BVXtJzc7-RaVe6QfsR-4h3OoaZGhqZQUgrtXp-CcU9CoIfn1ZJKj9538DV33wLXpRj5ZZfeJxT3WPY6e81i4vUZpBswCG-i1kzxGU_O4eRqnN_ATx4LW1zQg/s320/miafarrowdd3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337647294934067538" /></a><br />The memories fade<div>and I'm no longer sure </div><div>if our relationship </div><div>even </div><div>existed. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-14239545497615069782008-11-08T12:28:00.001-08:002008-11-08T12:29:19.001-08:00highs and lows and alternations<div>personalities </div><div>treated.</div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-48267495024539728212008-11-08T12:11:00.000-08:002008-11-08T12:18:29.262-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBzVa9FTpkpW4a8uttQh8GZXlObZFzkbsGW0MB7jW4Vwr2tGs1Otr4D53XIRc_S8fYQvJuP9KJvMx7yYlbKisieNtXoQQjeXNJkTWGR4Ykyw8WW-J7_Lw63yHoMKo6BFlChJdZrnXqqIY/s1600-h/IMG_2995.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBzVa9FTpkpW4a8uttQh8GZXlObZFzkbsGW0MB7jW4Vwr2tGs1Otr4D53XIRc_S8fYQvJuP9KJvMx7yYlbKisieNtXoQQjeXNJkTWGR4Ykyw8WW-J7_Lw63yHoMKo6BFlChJdZrnXqqIY/s320/IMG_2995.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266383620355850114" /></a>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-54593634750343803282008-11-08T11:59:00.000-08:002008-11-08T12:09:55.023-08:00you, ect.you rested your silence on me,<div>i enjoy the idea of you </div><div>falling asleep on me</div><div><br /></div><div>today i can fully dissociate myself from my body</div><div>my thoughts are elsewhere </div><div>i remember images of you rather than your face</div><div>frightened</div><div>terrified</div><div>that you should come to think of me as </div><div>my mothers daughter </div><div>my fathers image, </div><div>sweating of narcissism, streams from my open pores </div><div>to be of no use </div><div><br /></div><div>i fear i make no sense, </div><div>the essence of my </div><div>building up to a great feeling of anxiety </div><div>ect.</div><div>i am not sure what to do with you and all of this. </div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-28247518720149155482008-11-05T21:12:00.000-08:002008-11-05T21:14:44.454-08:00I got to half of my journal. <div>The best half is over, i want a new one. </div><div><br /></div><div>He has his operation tomorrow for his tumor in his finger. </div><div>I'm not quite sure which finger.</div><div>He's never going to have a nail on that finger again. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'd like to video tape you when you part your lips,</div><div>your eyes wide open. </div><div>You inspire the best in me. </div><div><br /></div><div>I want a man to do that to me someday. </div><div>But I'm going to rest my mind on you for now. </div><div><br /></div><div>-in a platonic way.</div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-59364494690562347032008-11-04T21:43:00.000-08:002008-11-04T21:59:30.516-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6cqfpKynKUxX-dx5K2L4kHXh8Qq3-8DPGzyzlntPStGYrZ9BTS3gtBsEYYARm0icjhuqbY6PKRs-CwbzaPq7aJpu22oqT_mWY3R768aeOC6zzQVTrqL07R2Lbr2sS3xXb1Ytb22BS8_E/s1600-h/IMG_6394_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6cqfpKynKUxX-dx5K2L4kHXh8Qq3-8DPGzyzlntPStGYrZ9BTS3gtBsEYYARm0icjhuqbY6PKRs-CwbzaPq7aJpu22oqT_mWY3R768aeOC6zzQVTrqL07R2Lbr2sS3xXb1Ytb22BS8_E/s320/IMG_6394_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265048636685648114" /></a>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-16394700257639162632008-11-04T21:30:00.000-08:002008-11-04T21:43:34.830-08:00An attempt to brake, open, explore, try.And he brought me under steps and stone, and open the dark alley door, <div>My body was shaking and shattering and shivering. </div><div>While my eyes stayed wide open, my mouth remained shut,</div><div>alternating roles. </div><div><br /></div><div>i threw my damp clothes on the floor, </div><div>leaving my skin underneath the bed sheets.</div><div><br /></div><div>my mind flickered. </div><div><br /></div><div>He guided me step by step through every part of me</div><div>as i tried to race through my thoughts, </div><div>tried to predict </div><div>tried to control the words that were slipping out </div><div>beyond me.</div><div><br /></div><div>un laisser faire, </div><div>une main entre deux,</div><div>mes yeux se ferme, </div><div>ses bras me couvre, </div><div><br /></div><div>I woke up and ran out of his place. </div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-79475881680430061382008-07-02T05:05:00.000-07:002008-07-02T05:07:50.165-07:00BPD.i am caving into embarrassment <div>and i miss myself -the way you had made me </div><div>reality has been dissociated </div><div>perspective is a strange thought </div><div>and on this note</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>come back to me. </div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-11370585145412166852008-06-26T23:15:00.000-07:002008-06-26T23:16:56.459-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC7xolgY7OIAvOsc9Mf4QGEI4eg0ckq5AK9xmYnrznd-YQMBSuAHA3Dc5f5O-caY8yMrWR1L0B70uFys7AhwmOk3lK1xW83_UVw0KCFjKAFznCBNuDwRtXs_75cSfVbutPPAq5fMKVP6E/s1600-h/jessgarage3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC7xolgY7OIAvOsc9Mf4QGEI4eg0ckq5AK9xmYnrznd-YQMBSuAHA3Dc5f5O-caY8yMrWR1L0B70uFys7AhwmOk3lK1xW83_UVw0KCFjKAFznCBNuDwRtXs_75cSfVbutPPAq5fMKVP6E/s320/jessgarage3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216441369086435362" /></a>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-73893626035032750062008-06-26T23:12:00.000-07:002008-06-26T23:15:01.606-07:00II2/2 : to j. <div>june08 <div><br /></div><div> <!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">II</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">sur ce laisse.</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">laisse la fonction remplacer la vraie presence </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">je ne te donnerai plus .</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">jai mis trop de dose de moi pour demeurer desirable</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">tu m’avais dit etre inconditionnelle</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">mais il n’y a rien sans condition.<br />il n’y a rien sans risque de perte</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">il n’y a rien sans</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">il est evidement plus simple pour toi de te combler de son attention</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">de te combler de valorization positive </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">constence</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">constence</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">inconstance</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">haine, jalousie, douleur</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">inconstence</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">je ne voulais pas ceder </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">je l’avais presentie</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">il n’y a jamais eu de confience -d ou la <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>prete de raison.-</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">J’ai trancher. </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Sous la chair, il y a sang. </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">(under flesh: blood ) </p> <!--EndFragment--> </div></div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-68812517495809139322008-06-26T23:06:00.000-07:002008-06-26T23:12:23.503-07:007-20-12-9-5<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">7-20-12-9-5. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">1/2: to j.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">june08.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div> <!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Et ce qui me rend insupportable est ce mon urgent besoin de presence</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">j’aimerai ecrire quelque chose qui ai du sens</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">qui fait du sens </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">qui contient un fond d’agressivitée actuelle. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Un potentiel a etre mieu comprise, analisée, acceptée.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Je me sens coupable, d’etre soumise au pulsions imposée par la dynamique biologique de mon cerveau.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">De mes cellules, entassées, empilées et emboitées l’unes dans l’autres. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ces meme cellule qui ont dessidée que pour moi,</span></span></p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Je n,aime pas que tu me prennes de la sorte, et que je perde le controle la face, malgres que le perds constement.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Je n,ai jamais eu le control de ma face. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> Face a eu je suis et je demeure la meme et cela ne s’ai jamais ameliorée</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Plutot deteriorée a ce que jetais mais d’une maniere justifiable, </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Jen perds la raison </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">La raison </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tu a raison, je mescuse, je mescuse mille foi mais je n,ai plus de</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">je ne croi plus a l,espoire </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ni en un besoin de sens, je</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">veux que tu me prennes la main, </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">caresse ma joue. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Caresse mes cheveux. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Apprends moi que c’est acceptable de acceder a la perte de control de son corps, apprends moi un quelconque plaisir physique.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">J’aime trop quand ca fait mal.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> Dit moi que tu ne regretted pas le soir ou l’on a perdu la raison, </span></span></p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> dit moi que tu ne regretted pas de m,avoir jamais rencontrer ne laisse pas l’espace entre nous t’envelopper reviens moi je me noie</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">je fais deuil de </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">je ne suis plus que moi sans toi. Moi sans moi .</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">moi sans.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Mon sang. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Mes os</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Mes cellules.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> IL FAUT TRANCHER.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;">(il faut faire tranche de) </span></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"> <o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment--> </div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-81615219947955253302008-05-10T11:50:00.000-07:002008-05-10T11:55:28.667-07:00EGO<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Jai peur deter seule jai peur de perdre la tete /Je suis en trein de te perdre</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Et tu as Presque plus de valeur que ma tete/ Mais erreur après erreur je semble perdre prise</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"><!--StartFragment--> </p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Je hais mon besoin de l’autre </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Je hai mon besoin de toi, je me repose en toi, je me suis toujours reposer dans ce confort , que lautre serai toujours la mais face a moi je perds le control</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Sur ce je me questionne sur la normalité, la solitude et la perception.<br /> </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Est ce que c sain? Est ce que je suis saine?</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Est ce que par mes angoisse je me trouve plus saine ou plus folle</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"> SAIN ET SAUF<o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Certes je suis ego, Je suis egocentrique</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Centrer sur lego qui me construit ou sur la construction de ce meme ego</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Et la constatation de cette realité instable et monotone et vide me rend perplexe, ambigue, ambivalance. ambivalance face a la realitée qui balance du mouvement constant a la solitide froide et statique</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">du confort en les autre et celui en moi meme</p> <!--EndFragment--> <p></p> <!--EndFragment-->Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-22661425274542223332008-05-10T11:46:00.000-07:002008-05-10T11:50:13.570-07:00honeur<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Plus rien /Tout ce qui etait notre est maintenant hors de portée.</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">L’empire que l’on a construit, disparu tranquillement /Tant la buée l’emportait./</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Je regrette mon insoucence, mon irresponsabilité, mon manqué de conscience/</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Mon indifference./ Mais j’ai peine a croire que le pire pouvais etre deux fois plus pénible que je l’avais imaginer/ Et que pendant que je me trouvais a la derive,</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Ta main ne m’as pas trouvée/ Ta main ne m’as pas cherchée/ Et tu as choisi de laisser les autre avalé ce qui nous restait</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Tu as choisi de ne pas t’impliquer/Et ce manque de position/ M’as laisser sans vertebre.</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Je voulais juste te dire que je déménage.</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Que tu devras donc trouver une personne pour me remplacer./Que je t’aiderai pour les annonces,</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Mais que je ne peux pas entierement choisir pour toi puisque cela t’implique plus que moi</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Les petites choses ont que peut d’importance,/Mais j’aurais aimé que tu m’avise de ton depart au lieu de l’apprende ailleurs,/Je ne t’ais pas invite a mon expo parceque je ne voulais pas t’y voir,</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Parceque tu semble etre que tres peu affecter par mon travail. </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Je ne voulais pas te saluer parceque je n’y voyais pas l’utiliter ca fesais au dela d’un moi que j’attendais que tu me demande comment ca allais/ Un mois que j’attendais que tu t’inquiete.</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Un mois que je pleurais et que tu n’as pas voulu essayer de savoir pourquoi.</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">En fait si je me rappelled bien ta seule reaction et de dire que tu le savais deja.</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">J’ai si peur de voir les mots sortir en raphalle de ta bouche/ J’ai si peur de voir nos reves amorti .</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="mso-list:none;tab-stops:.5in">Mais je suppose que je<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>dois dorenavant me contruire sans appuis.</p> <!--EndFragment-->Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-6926188211329669242008-05-10T11:31:00.000-07:002008-05-10T11:46:16.201-07:00you are paying<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">As I approach the empty page, I shiver, I am not quite at ease with the thoughts</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">Of thoughts emerging, and having to canalize all of them</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">Just as I learnt to canalize anger and happieness and never succeded</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">In achieving / much of anything/ as I should have</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">stay</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">let me fight my way through your memories, i’ll scare you, easily</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">i’ll make you espect the worst of me and let you be surprised with the rest but in the meantime there will be no rest</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">there is never such a thing as to be restfull in my mind, in my dreams i am hollow and thus with the wind I am ment to vanish</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">holding myself back of the fece on the bridge, I have no control over my body/my mind is long gone, they try to rescue me, but I feel no pain</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">i don’t need to go to the hospital, therefore I escape. </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">Find my way through a kitchen and staring at knives. But there is no bad intentions behind the facination,</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">Since I am already absent and there is only my body that has remained</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">Read me /Waking up is not as reassuring,</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">My nightmares have something to be espected of my real self that wants to emerge,</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">she is wearing a yellow dress, she is prancing around</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">you’d love her.</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">Not because she is me, but because she is true</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">I am nothing to rely on, and I cannot stand to be lied to,</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">This is how I figured the reasons I dislike myself</p><p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">i am shrinking</p> <!--EndFragment-->Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-49068219712552351902008-05-10T11:27:00.001-07:002008-05-10T11:31:25.687-07:00i'm shrinking<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcyg8aTUf0nt-sT5Nr40WvNK7G6RZ7jmpbohNtvwZaEOApzAV3RKVEq2gjp9W51AP0ZWl9MW_2iJprzHAzUobtcTMh4ajkGuzNanRj3f5JILTRVfUGsqQ_8vGcn8Ry8Ak5F2zkWQP3v4A/s1600-h/IMG_5316.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcyg8aTUf0nt-sT5Nr40WvNK7G6RZ7jmpbohNtvwZaEOApzAV3RKVEq2gjp9W51AP0ZWl9MW_2iJprzHAzUobtcTMh4ajkGuzNanRj3f5JILTRVfUGsqQ_8vGcn8Ry8Ak5F2zkWQP3v4A/s320/IMG_5316.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198818312804581442" /></a><br /><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">laissez moi retressir </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">je nai que du resentiment pour tous ceux que jemmerde</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">et pourtant je naime que ceux qui ne sont pas en mesure de me comprendre</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">J’aimerai pouvoir etre en mesure de soulever </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">Ce qui me sous pese </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">Sous baise</p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">donnez moi une chance d’avoir au moin un apercu d’intimitée </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">je me perds </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">dans un assouvissement </p> <p class="MsoNoteLevel1" style="margin-left:0in;text-indent:0in">tu ne quittais pas tu me laissais</p> <!--EndFragment-->Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-39063494708341718542007-12-28T14:53:00.001-08:002007-12-28T14:54:56.103-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfh5DrpDL2uWJ29lWgkzFe7GmCE9uCVBbyYMie2znueKc1Muky3YQLGWHw4ZT3HRHjLmDLo9DAhTHQcXRu5fVpKT3I7Qa1LcUcLQS2ZEBE1_-mCv6FGkg1B9OIJgJ0UNjjw9IY_IL1lEI/s1600-h/IMG_7630.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfh5DrpDL2uWJ29lWgkzFe7GmCE9uCVBbyYMie2znueKc1Muky3YQLGWHw4ZT3HRHjLmDLo9DAhTHQcXRu5fVpKT3I7Qa1LcUcLQS2ZEBE1_-mCv6FGkg1B9OIJgJ0UNjjw9IY_IL1lEI/s320/IMG_7630.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149161049403166578" /></a><br />et puisque la temperature le veux<div>je me morfondrai </div><div>dans un etat lamentable d'accumulation de plaintes </div><div>de jeunes bourgeoisie</div><div>insatisfaite. </div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-60252986150750156432007-10-21T15:28:00.000-07:002007-10-21T15:34:37.471-07:00fur.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhItvML8h4MWVWtoIYTk-i62mLO26IsYlU48vba1igSVpjMg2EiWdL-T1pEMzkeNHyoVMXF0f1UeKWPj-Z_5SecaBkq3CYH52xHGzMzp3VVTB6jmNpU-YU7ZODG7zYWoJEcHF2QDbk6EW0/s1600-h/FANNY+JUSTICE+179.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123921891144401138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhItvML8h4MWVWtoIYTk-i62mLO26IsYlU48vba1igSVpjMg2EiWdL-T1pEMzkeNHyoVMXF0f1UeKWPj-Z_5SecaBkq3CYH52xHGzMzp3VVTB6jmNpU-YU7ZODG7zYWoJEcHF2QDbk6EW0/s320/FANNY+JUSTICE+179.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>je te regarde un peu, certe mais je me fiche je me fish de la situation. fiche moi la paix avec lamour que je te porte.je pourais te redessiner au complet si je le voulais je voudrais qu'il n'y ai pas de raison de combatre. j'aime bien me marrer de toi<br />give me a reason not to<br />make me beleive you are i am worth more than they made me beleive in the past. i want you to fucking make me the version of a virgin that they prefer. that you preferif i give you my will i be famous.<br />i'll start this new way of writting without ending f n sing my words or idstu voiscommmmmmment ils font sur les ordinateurr. tou le temps. tout le temps. tout le temps c'est pas exactement comment je l'avais imagipictured.<br />love is love is all you need to love.<br />did you like him before i did caus if so i m just going to let go.</div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-36853087281576022862007-07-07T20:08:00.000-07:002007-07-07T20:12:19.130-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXcFwJW0v7oaRYg1IUXdS6J_z0qG4RWDF0ROOAMnlX02Lq-w5LnLN6VSpqk8CSFKz_RcTe03Sraj_Mf1AmwRE5FZhqtW4pvo_8AoFmGxxEU5_QEliCBZovYgn2zEuqA8DDQofTU5AIbuk/s1600-h/MARVIN+VACHEMORTE+705.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084658483800905282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXcFwJW0v7oaRYg1IUXdS6J_z0qG4RWDF0ROOAMnlX02Lq-w5LnLN6VSpqk8CSFKz_RcTe03Sraj_Mf1AmwRE5FZhqtW4pvo_8AoFmGxxEU5_QEliCBZovYgn2zEuqA8DDQofTU5AIbuk/s320/MARVIN+VACHEMORTE+705.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-34631663069105252862007-07-03T22:05:00.001-07:002007-07-03T22:08:48.691-07:00V.C.I always feel at ease in your arms.<br />I always feel at ease with your mouth.<br /><br />did you ever feel the need to wonder<br />what made me need you so much in those moments when i want you to lock my hand in yours<br /><br />did you?<br /><br />All I need is a bit of hummanity.<br /><br /><br />" Do I ware you out?"Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-78427545155287063452007-07-03T21:56:00.000-07:002007-07-03T22:04:55.476-07:00R.Just when I thought I had grasped the sence to pleasure<br />I also got to meet the simple truth behind honesty.<br /><br />Tell me, what is the use to pretend<br />that our importance to each other is real<br />you were a whole bag full of make believe moment of joy<br />you were a whole bag full of well made lies<br />with so much hope and caring thoughts of love.<br /><br />You were not real, and i cared so much.<br /><br />You were a little brother,<br />an older one as well.<br /><br />And while i looked up to you to rest my chin on your shoulder you were also the one<br />who pushed me the fuck away.<br /><br />And did not care.<br />Caus you were never able to in the first place.<br /><br />Now I don't want you to know anything.<br /><br />I am happy for the joy you find in the presence of others<br />and the balance you find in their comforting words<br /><br />You got that grasp of the essence of me<br />But you forgot the reality of me,<br />you only held on to the interpretations you made.<br />That was enough for your own illusion, wasn't it.Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-26022131387884273842007-06-15T21:59:00.000-07:002007-06-15T22:02:11.736-07:00The Downfall.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiISVSRwzlqdwS7l9NzkAcNPVml9n84lCoU46Pib6Yt3WWsbCCZBYNBW59uj4mUkOc11xo122kvAyIKNWqhycyxK5lQLqqXl6adxS8Q6oCABNE-Ned4UZTDEolgq3Oa7DjoqNdOk2X0ccA/s1600-h/PHOTOERIC+135.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076523017454134850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiISVSRwzlqdwS7l9NzkAcNPVml9n84lCoU46Pib6Yt3WWsbCCZBYNBW59uj4mUkOc11xo122kvAyIKNWqhycyxK5lQLqqXl6adxS8Q6oCABNE-Ned4UZTDEolgq3Oa7DjoqNdOk2X0ccA/s320/PHOTOERIC+135.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-89851194910395468562007-06-15T21:46:00.000-07:002007-06-15T21:59:42.284-07:00M, D and Me.It is probably around Noon, M is lying on bed next to me while D is on computer trying to <br />change the endless 50cent playlist that is slowly getting kind of repetitive after the 3rd <br />time playing, or is he rolling a joint already. <br /><br /><br /><br />" On est tellement populaire, on est comme les vedette dans les revues. Crois moi, tout le monde <br />parle de nous. En fait, c'est simple soit ils nous admirent soit ils sont tout simplement <br />jaloux" I say while joyfully jumping on the bed, <br /><br />I must have still been a bit drunk at that moment, or still high perhaps, <br /><br />D abruptly interups his rolling process, looks up and smiles : <br /><br />"Haha, pour vrai?<br /><br />- Love, There is no party without us!"<br /><br />I sit down, rest my hand in M's while he gently opens his eyes, <br /><br />"J'avou!" he replies, gripping my hand. <br /><br /><br /><br />At that moment, was I to believe it was the beggining of the downfall. Our faces got so close we<br /> nearly kissed, was it from lust, boredom or by friendship, as I used to believe evrything was. <br /><br /><br /><br />At that moment, I surredered trust, that I was never to gain back. <br /><br />Trust, that I still find myself greaving for.<br />Marie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82790879167506275.post-44819257219464511682007-06-14T19:02:00.000-07:002007-06-14T19:27:05.061-07:00I can imagine containing this anger much longer>the repressed thoughts of longing towards my physical repulsion of you, as well as the mear thougts of our bodies locked in, makes me crave. And it is not for you that i crave, but the thoughts of how it wasWhen was it that you chose to forget how to dream, or create. Oh and i hate the way you can decide that you own that right, to over power me and be so condescending. Your chemicals are junk, and i know betterStill somehow i seam to feel comfortable in that same anger, I have let it become something to look forward to instead of killing itMarie Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04879710823322094611noreply@blogger.com0