lol. antoine. caca. couloir de F1. lundi aprem.

Justine loves the trannies.
The trannies love Justine.
go figure.

TX+CA.
pls?

Baby girl, I'm a blur

This morning on the bus, I was looking out the window and I saw a baby sitting in its carseat in a car driven by its mother.
And the first thing I thought to myself, as it crunched its minscule palms, looking out eagerly towards the stranger observing her through the misty bus window, was "I'm so sorry you're gonna have to put up with all the shit we've done to this world. I really am. You're probably in for a tough life."
Thank god I'm not having kids.
They'd probably commit suicide by the age of two if I told them what they're up against later on.


A. was probably right about me. I have become a shell of myself in the last two months.
This is not how it's supposed to be, is it?

La vie nous réserve plein de surprises, certes, mais pas toujours des bonnes..

My weekend in Strasburg was

me+firecrotch+nerdy.

being the paparazzi's muse, for once.
God it felt so good to converse with real americans.
Made me feel like myself again.
Dear gay godfather, please make your coming out.
Soon. You are forty-five.
And I never guessed who he was with.
I forgot how pretty cathedrals were.
How can you break two boys' hearts in two days?
Ask Justine.
OH OH. AND WE WON.
WE BEAT NEW ZEALAND'S ASS FTW!
I seem to turn down kisses faster than I can say
"jte vois plus comme un pote que comme un petit copain"
I missed you Perez.
Drinking expensive champagne didn’t
Make me feel anymore expansive.
Oh oui, une soirée en presence de la bourgeoisie française
Et je finis dans les bras de l’ignorance.

Pfiou j’fais plus attention a moi et ca me fait peur.

I've come to the conclusion that
Every man pales in comparison to Bradley Pitt and his effects on me.