métro, boulot, dodo!!!
métro, boulot, dodo
métro, boulot, dodo
métro, boulot, dodo
métro, boulot, dodo
métro, boulot, dodo
métro, boulot, dodo
C'est ma vie d'aujourd'hui...
posted by Abe @ 5:34 AM
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La solitude retrouvée!
What is love? For the rabble love is a kind of variety, a transient vulgarity; the rabble's conception of love is best found in their obscene ditties, in prostitution and in the foul idioms they use when they are halfway sober, such as "shoving the donkey's foreleg in mud," or "putting dust on the head." My love for her, however, was of a totally different kind. "La Chouette Aveugle"
Sunday, November 15, 2009
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la vie ne vaux rien mais rien ne vaux la vie
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