lumière blanche
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"The will to blog is a complicated thing, somewhere between inspiration and compulsion. It can feel almost like a biological impulse. You see something, or an idea occurs to you, and you have to share it with the Internet as soon as possible. What I didn’t realize was that those ideas and that urgency — and the sense of self-importance that made me think anyone would be interested in hearing what went on in my head — could just disappear."Emily Gould (via somethingchanged)
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About
She.
A Perfect Masterpiece created and hone through time and scarred wounds. For then, ardently a resurgence unscathed gem, illuminating in burst through all the figment of Life… particles… and the entirety. She is almost there… the humane perfection from the imperfect cowering of reality. Defining its beauty from dreams and making it bigger. Inspiration there might be. Passion, love, courage, strength and confidence will for eternity be a constituent of her. A lumière blanche delineate to the fore detour of a dream.
Lookin 'sur le mornin' pluie, moi aussi je me sentais sans inspiration. Et quand j'ai su que je devais faire face à un autre jour, il m'a fait sentir tellement fatigue. Avant le jour je vous ai rencontré, la vie était si méchant. Mais l'amour est la clé de ma tranquillité d'esprit. ‘Cause…
…tu me fais comme une femme naturelle.
