I used to hang on every word you'd say
Overthought every second of the day
Hoping for a sign, waiting for a clue
Thought my worth depended on you, but I always knew
Each message felt heavy, silence a fierce storm
Trying to mold myself into something not warm

And that feeling in my chest before I'd see you
I thought it was the thrill of something new
But it wasn't butterflies, just a quiet alarm
A whisper in my soul, saying "you're in harm"

I'm drawing a line, clear as the light
Won't put up with what never felt right
My value's my own to decide
The question's if I like how you're treating me now
I'm done with games, done with fear
I'm choosing myself, my path is clear

Why did I invest in a hollow place?
Trying to earn affection in a blank face?
I was never truly seen, just part of your show
A mirror for your issues, something I outgrew
This clarity isn't blame, it's not a scorned stone
It's the mark of a battle my heart has finally won

'Cause that feeling in my chest has faded away
Replaced by calm strength, telling me I'm okay
The panic wasn't passion, just my spirit's cry
A warning I'd ignored when looking in your eyes

I'm drawing a line, clear as the light
Won't put up with what never felt right
My value's my own to decide
The question's if I like how you're treating me now
I'm done with games, done with fear
I'm choosing myself, my path is clear

It's not a strategy, it's my soul's true state
A story I'm writing, in control of my fate
The less I need your echo, the more my voice sings
And that's the only ground for real connection's springs

I've drawn the line, clear as the light
No more accepting what never felt right
My value's my own to decide
The question's if I like how you're treating me now!
No more games, no more fear
I'm choosing myself, my path is clear

So I'll attract what I am, not just what I need
A chosen bond, honest and freed
No tricks, no tactics, just a resilient heart
Finally whole, right from the start.

No Butterflies

The calendar turns back the page, I know just where you'll be
Toasting to a memory that looks right through me
She's smiling in the kitchen, thinking life went as you'd planned
Not knowing that the story took a turn she doesn't understand

And I picture you both dancing in the soft and fading light
A perfect, peaceful picture that just doesn't feel quite right
For I know the hidden chapter, the one that we began
The secret that you're holding, while you're holding her hand
She thinks this day's a promise, a vow made to keep
I know it as the quiet where the secrets lie deep

You never meant for it to fall upon this hallowed ground
A coincidence of timing, or so it must sound
But now the day has two truths, the one she gets to see
And the one that's slowly, finally, setting me free

And I picture you both dancing in the soft and fading light
A perfect, peaceful picture that just doesn't feel quite right
For I know the hidden chapter, the one that we began
The secret that you're holding, while you're holding her hand
She thinks this day's a promise, a vow made to keep
I know it as the quiet where the secrets lie deep

I'm not a ghost to haunt you, I'm just a soul who knows
The weight of words unspoken, the debt your silence owes
And my pity isn't bitter, it's a gentle, quiet rain
Falling for the both of you, and all your silent pain

So on this day...
I'll just send a quiet thought into the blue...
One for the truth she has...
And one for the truth I knew.
Yes, for the truth I knew.

Unspoken

Prisoner of The Night

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'One of the most incredible and moving books that we've read, ever.' The High Performance Podcast 

 Sitting in the prison classroom each morning, reading the pages in my book, listening to the teacher, I could feel myself slowing down. I had achieved greatness. I had won three Wimbledon titles, two Aussie Opens, the US Open, two Davis Cups, an Olympic gold medal.

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Either I was some strange exception, a great man surrounded by lesser men, or I was not an exception at all. I fitted right in. And if I did, why was that?

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Will she be damned by flame… or cursed by magic? 

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Helena should be doing what every other wealthy young wife is doing: keeping her husband’s house, bearing his children. But when their footman is found dead, Helena is accused of killing him. Worse, she is accused of being a witch.

Imprisoned with six other women, Helena is plunged into a world of terror. When a cursed witch totem is smuggled into the prison, the prisoners attempt to use it to escape only to unleash a malevolent spirit which places all their lives in danger.

Does Helena risk her life and the lives of others by standing up to the terrifying witchfinder and risk death at the stake if found guilty? Or is the real threat the world beyond this one…?

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Nicolas Sarkozy né le 28 janvier 1955 dans le 17ᵉ arrondissement (Le temps des tempêtes)
président de la république française de 2007 à 2012 (oh Carla)
d'abord maire de Neuilly-sur-Seine,  député,  ministre
principal dirigeant de l'UMP
il est élu en 2007 avec 53,1% des suffrages 
son meilleur ami, Arnaud Lagardère, jusqu'à ce qu'il rencontre

Kadhafi

En décembre 2007, Kadhafi est reçu à l'Élysée par le président Sarkozy (yaourt)
En 2011 éclate la première guerre civile libyenne avec l'intervention militaire en Libye (une mangue)
l'affaire est dévoilée par le journal Médiapart (la bonnette)
portant sur un financement libyen à hauteur de 20 millions d'euros de la campagne présidentielle
de Sarkozy (La Libye)

Le 27 mars 2025, le parquet national financier condamne Nicolas Sarkozy à une peine de de 7 ans de prison

bye bye Kadhafi

20 millions 
20 millions 
20 millions d'euros
20 millions (Médiapart) 
20 millions
20 millions d'euros (journalisme) 
20 millions ? 20 millions ! 

Sarkozy lovestory

Jesse Crosson on finding hope, purpose and himself after 19 years of incarceration. His book is The Best Part of Prison: The Power of Second Chances and Reclaiming Life Out of Darkness

Jesse Crosson

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