KINNIE LANE. Skins

KINNIE LANE. Skins
Une impression de déjà vu. Comme quelque chose, rébarbatif, que l'on ne remarque meme plus, a force. Mais moi ça me travail. Vous savez, c'est justement, le fait de récurrence qui m'échappe. J'ai pas envie de me laisser aller sur ce sujet, la routine. Rien de plus orgasmique, pour quelqu'un qui aime regarder son programme télé chaque soir à la meme heure. J'ai pas envie d'en parler, sérieusement. Cela me dégoute. J'ai besoin d'air. Chaque espace, m'est vital. Mais mes besoins vitaux ne s'arrete pas à l'espace heureusement d'ailleurs. L'adrenaline est montée. Je parle trop de moi.

Waaaaow. ça c'est moi.
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# Posté le jeudi 30 octobre 2008 19:40

Modifié le vendredi 20 février 2009 12:51

KINNIE LANE. And all vanished, as if nothing never happened.

KINNIE LANE. And all vanished, as if nothing never happened.
1st February, Sunday.

JE DETESTE LE DIMANCHE.

"How long will I be waiting,
To be with you again
Gonna tell you that I love you,
In the best way that I can.
I can't take a day without you here,
You're the light that makes my darkness disappear. "
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# Posté le dimanche 12 octobre 2008 02:15

Modifié le vendredi 20 février 2009 12:52

KINNIE LANE. Hold on, life is short.

KINNIE LANE. Hold on, life is short.
Begining_ Monday the first of september, two thousand and eight.


My name is kinnie, I'm 16 yr old and I gonna write something from inside, you know, that kind of things, which tear you from inside. I could introduce myself, as everybody, I could, right. But, it's boring when you're straight. It's boring, when you lie. it's boring, when you try to be another dude, on internet or not, to seem better. Baby, you fail. it's not the good way. I think, you didn't understand, Nothing, at all. I think, you aren't allowed to keep your feelings for another person, in your heart. it's unfair. For, you. For the other. But, sometimes, you do those things. So bad. So bad, I said. I would like to scream how much I need him. How much I love them.I thought about all that, so much time, I thought, all were better, and easier, when there is no feeling. But It's worst. It's worst, i said. If I would be able to shout out, if someone could hear me out, I would say that I'm not like that. I'm not this kind of girls. I'm not that fuckin' thing. I just want be alive. I just want to feel again. Felling the rain on my skin, your lips on my skin, your chest on my skin, your heart against mine. I want to shiver again, because of you. Cause i miss you so bad. My name is Kinnie, I'm 17 yr old, and I'm buildin' my life.








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# Posté le lundi 01 septembre 2008 17:59

Modifié le vendredi 20 février 2009 12:52