~ Pierre Alex' B. ~

"Création : samedi 18 mars 2006" ... ~1563~ ... 645 jours plus tard...L'effet papillon et la théorie du chaos? "D' un battement d'aile de papillon à Tokio Paris aujourd'hui, peut souffler demain une tempête sur New-York"

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And here I'm up down to my very last paper, urge to get the hell outta here.
Maybe it will get both me happy and my ass hyper. No reason why.

I'd sum it up simply with a “fuck it” we all know the rule of the game play, whoever, whatever when we die we all going the same, it would be much easier to quit here and now than busting a gut for lame pay. But I'm no wanksta I stay straight the whole way straight, because I assume we all prone to blow up and leave the past behind us, along with all teen age fries and perfect life lies and the tears that time dries. We need to live through expectations, live the daily same old same with the same impression but still try to call it exception, and chucking it all in ain't no grown ass man decision... I never said I done reach manhood to make such a decision...

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Je finirais par un “tant pis” mais de toutes façons nous connaissons tous les règles du jeu, qui que l'on soit, quoi que l'on fasse, quand on meure on finit de la même manière, alors peut être qu'il serait plus facile de tout laisser tomber plutôt que de se donner à fond pour rien. Mais bon, il ne faut pas se laisser aller, je suppose que si l'on doit tous souffrir un jour, il est aussi de nôtre devoir et intérêt de savoir laisser le passé derrière soi, en même temps que toutes les déceptions de l'adolescence et les mensonges d'une supposée vie parfaite, ainsi que les larmes que seul le temps efface. Il faut vivre avec des attentes, des projets, vivre le train-train quotidiennement habituel et habituellement quotidien en se disant que tous les jours sont pareils, mais que chaque jour est finalement une exception, et que de tout vouloir plaquer ou de simplement vouloir abandonner n'est pas une bonne décision... Je n'ai jamais prétendu faire de bonnes décisions.

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~ Quit growing up and and start growing old... and mature ~

~ 918 jours... *tic tac tic tac* Patiently waiting to blow ~

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Stéphanie, petit ange, tu n'es pas une princesse, tu es une reine...
je te le promet... j'aurais enlevé mes chaussures avant d'entrer dans ta vie...
Hit my cell and I'll take you out to E, and kill any misconception that you got of P

"I'm gone but tell my mother I love her and I blow my sister kisses goodbye, and tell my girl whenever she'll need I'll never be far"
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« There's a place called tomorrow, a place of joy with no sorrow » ( "Quel ange regarde de ce côté?" )

Il existe un endroit que l'on appelle “demain”, c'est un endroit
où tout le monde est heureux, où le chagrin n'existe pas...

A chaque fois que mon papillon battera des ailes,
Ce sera peut être une tempête qui soufflera sur New-York...

Stockholm Syndrom ~
Münchhausen Syndrom ~
Stéphanie Syndrom ~

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“All because my love for you piles up, everytime, any given way day, any given moment... Thank for being what you actually are, for the whole attention you paying me... « Love » is a much too beautiful commonful word, I'm feeling like creating another one, just to tell you I cannot actually picture me leaving going without you. I've been seeking for such a word, couldn't find it. There are loads of words on this world, but ain't no one actually able to draw out how I'm feeling deeply inside...”

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"Parce que je t'aime de plus en plus fort, chaque jour, chaque instant, chaque moment... Merci pour tout ce que tu es, pour toute l'attention que tu me donnes... « Aimer » est un mot trop commun, j'aimerais pour toi en inventer un, te dire que de toi, je ne peux pas me passer. J'ai cherché ce qui pourrait remplacer ces mots doux, mais je n'ai rien trouvé ! Il y en a pleins d'autres sur terre, mais aucun ne remplacera jamais ce que je ressens dans mon cœur."

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~0924~ *3 days and I'm gone* Pierre-Alexandre B.
~0923~ *2 days and I'm outta here* Pierre-Alexandre B.
~0922~ *1 day and S is all about* Pierre-Alexandre B.
~0921~ *Gullible* Pierre-Alexandre B.

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Lord can try to define a definition of “Vagina” :

"The vagina is a buggy, often catastrophically so, feature of the Female Edition of the Human Being version 1.0. After approximately 13 to 16 years of proper operation, the vagina becomes problematic and starts failing periodically (no pun intended) around once a month. This in turn leads to the corruption (often permanent) of the mental faculties of the host.

It is widely expected by pundits and pollsters alike that the vagina will be either entirely removed or fixed by the next release of Homo Sapiens Sapiens. When asked about any current patches to resolve this issue in existing organisms, Evolution clearly stated that it has "no resources available at the moment." In addition, it was widely made known by Nature that the vagina was a design decision "not fully thought-out." As a result, humanity has suffered the devastating consequences, on a roughly monthly basis."

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We want the money, the woman, the bliss and the fame, maybe that means we'll end up
burning in hell scorching in flames, and maybe I better be forging you name
outta my cell like it wasn't me that man loving you, but a ghost
in the shell, the same old same one, ladies they come
ladies they go I won't complain, still ghosts
remain...

Maybe in need to get yourself myself cornered
to hit the rock bottom again ?!

~S~

And the world infamous song goes like... "Lalalala... Don't fuck funk with my heart..."

~T~

And it's a cold cold world you think I ain't the man to understand your pain ~ Figure I know your getting tired of the same old same~ I know you free and I better now change my plan ~ And if ever I grind this out I never woulda worked in vain...

~E~

I'm sorry the whole way sorry for the pain I sprinkled within you ~ And behind that twinkle in your eyes I see the doubt in you ~ Here I spill another gab because I wanna peep the proud outta you ~ No matter how many fish in the sea I won't give a screw ~ Because no matter the crowd it's all barren without you ~ And love I wanna hold you and talk to you ~ Put my arm around your shoulder and walk with you ~ Be that one that assured you through my words to you...

~P~

I know I've been doing badly exactly what I ain't supposed to do ~ But Picture I got much more to give than hommies do ~ And fuck you so fine I just wanna roll with you ~ You princess needs a kingpin to make a queen outta you ~ Or maybe just a nigger like ~P~ to put the bliss on that head of you ~ To call you babygirl and you'd holla back callin' him babyboo ~ And I miss every single second I been in and outta bed with you ~ And I think twice every single word I done said to you ~ And going without you I can but sounds sort of horrible
And I wanna try because Lord says anything's possible ~ And if he does exist and I'm not having no doubt *thought* ~ I'd pray for him so as you might just see things the way I do...

~H~

Whatever you'd need is nothing to what I'll bring to you ~ I wish I'll keep you locked with a 5ive carrot ring or 2wo ~ I do know one says know, ladies they come they go ~ Maybe I love you maybe you'll love me one day though ~ Before Lord just sit my ass on fucking runaway hoe...

~A~

So far just don't funk with me and I won't funk with you !

~N~

Or maybe I always wanted what I never had ~ But they say steal if you want it so bad ~ But I won't touch what I can't grab ~ Not down to end up with two back hands ...

~I~

"Lalalala... Won't funk with your heart..."...
HoOo sounding like a poem to be honest honeyboo !

~E~

De là à savoir si c'est ainsi que l'on parle aux jeunes filles ici,je veux dire si je tiens le même discours à toutes, ou si il en va là d'un couplet que je réserve aux innocentes de provinces...

Mais vous savez mademoiselle, comme le dit la chanson, « Nous tout ce que l'on veut c'est être heureux, être heureux avant d'être vieux, l'on n'a pas le temps d'attendre d'avoir trente ans »