A bitter women says,
''All men are the same''...
A wise women decides
*to stop choosing all the same type of men.

I am a hard
person to love but
when I love,
I love really hard.

When I love hard
Though its hard to confess
But I end up being close to where you are
Every night is so cold
Cause I want to be close to where you are

I smile,
I try,
but the truth is...I want to die

We play mind games
We play ping pong
Forgeting that we are one,
We love ourselves but still do the opposite

You don't want me,
you don't need me,
you don't remember me,
and that kills me....

*Now that it seems that we are two edge lines.
The pain has only sharpen me
Of course no pain no gain!!!

Moins d'amis,
moins de conneries .
Gardez votre petite cirlce.

Less friends,
less bull--.
Keep your circle small.

Gentlemen are a dying art.

In order to be irreplaceable,
one must be  always  be different.*
                                                       *-Coco Chanel