A tree.
I thought it would be fantastic.
live, long, long time, surrounded by forests full of fairies. Powder out of the leaves. A constant travel. Green, green, green.
ashram I listen and think to D. I've seen at 18h. It's been a long time, and I think I wanted to hug. And I do not know why I did nothing. Finally, I smiled. Much.
Shirley, Theresa, Fanny. You rang in my rivers red. Small bells tinkling around under my skin. Sublime birds. I miss you. And tonight, I need you, you three. I do not really know if I have enough words to talk all night, but I do not want to sleep. I want to cry on your shoulders. Fanny say that I'm still back by our "quarrel", and I keep questioning me. Tell Shirley that I'm jealous, jealous because-there are so many people in his heart, I'm afraid it does not overlap, and there have more space. Teresa tell how I'm furious, but also how much I am relieved that it returns, how much I need to see before me to be sure that everything is fine. Tell them to all three that I would like them to be in college with me. I can not find magic.
I need you. With C.
, we love each other, and no longer know. Living together in so little space, it is not obvious. I always knew that we should live in a forest. Maybe we'll think about moving. It's a story that is transported toward the university, to the big house, being careful not to damage it, do not bump against the cold walls of Toulouse, though keep it so the wind does not remove it. In the forest, we would have nothing to fear. Fairy Dust weaves a web or there that the evils that can pass, on the other side.
Emiliana Torrini and memories of L. come back to me. She advised me to listen Serenade, and I did not regretted it. I always
Perfume, and asks only to see her again.