"If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt."
- Celine, "BEFORE SUNRISE"

MxntalPxrcxptïøn

巳.r.K.n  Øn   R.p..ŧ

LxVLxTTxR.xoxo.wav.

Oh my sweet torment,
No point in fighting, you start again
I'm just a worthless being
Without him I'm a bit troubled
I wander around alone on the subway
A last dance
To forget my great misery
I want to get away, everything to start again,
Oh my sweet torment
 
I stir the sky, the day, the night
I dance with the wind, the rain
A bit of love, a drop of honey
And I dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
And in the noise, I run and I'm afraid
Is this my turn?
Here comes the pain
In all of Paris, I abandon myself
And away I fly, fly, fly, fly
Nothing but hope
On this road in your absence
Try as I might, without you my life is nothing but a meaningless shiny decor
 
I stir the sky, the day, the night
I dance with the wind, the rain
A bit of love, a drop of honey
And I dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
And in the noise, I run and I'm afraid
Is this my turn?
Here comes the pain
In all of Paris, I abandon myself
And away I fly, fly, fly, fly

...

He was brown/dark-haired, a tanned complexion,
A bashful gaze and all damaged hands.
He was cutting stones, Worker's son,
He was proud of it, but why are you laughing?
No, do not judge him,
You, who do not know,
Dizziness, and toil,
You are falsely happy, you are trading your values.
He is my whole world, and much more than that,
Alone, I shout out his name, when comes the disarray.
And then everything is falling apart, when he is not here anymore,
I would like so much to tell him, but I dare not.
 
He makes me
 
Turn into the empty, the empty
Turn into the empty, the empty,
Turn into the empty, he makes me turn
Into the empty, the empty, the empty
Turn, turn into the empty
Turn into the empty, he makes me turn
(Turn into the empty...)

Lvst Dvnce [Derniér Dvns le Vïde]

Prïnce$$$

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to, my love 


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this is not a mind trip... it's a body journey.

mindtrip:bodyjourney

mindtrip : bodyjourney

infinite : love

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Is it fair to say that, who and what we love, is beautiful to us?

Is it fair to say that, love is infinite? That it is the constant that has enabled our existence throughout time, pain and suffering.

Is it fair to say that pain and suffering is beautiful in its own right?

Should love always prevail, then does beauty always prevail?

Should love always prevail, then perhaps it does so through beauty. Maybe, beautiful is merely the word used to describe that or who we love, maybe, we seek to recreate that which we feel is beautiful through our passions, through our art, through our music, through our pain, through our heartbreak, through our…

Love.

I love you <3

I <3 U

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blinded by the white and the lights, i cannot see the dark

No Light to be Seen

written in white

twilight

psykko-konnexion

sleep.lol

atrocity .1.wav

Scared Of Our Love (DNB)

absurd commitment

kråvə

∆ <3 °°••

XO A C I D  rmx

D∆Y V rmx

prmtv rmx

22 reconciles 21

music speaks for us when words can't describe

m[I] (blame my mind) -kitti

ßþıłł

III [3lvë.lïght.distriikt]  III

drvgcitti (lofi tech)

emo dnb.wav idea

20poisen - dnb idea vibe II demo

Long live the chxrch.

Dedicated to TOYTOY.

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my last bio was so pretentious:(

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