Ma grande raison de vivre, c’est lui. Si tout le reste périssait et que lui demeurât, je continuerais d’exister ; mais si tout le reste demeurait et que lui fût anéanti, l’univers me deviendrait complètement étranger, je n’aurais plus l’air d’en faire partie. Mon amour pour Linton est comme le feuillage dans les bois : le temps le transformera, je le sais bien, comme l’hiver transforme les arbres. Mon amour pour Heathcliff ressemble aux rochers immuables qui sont en dessous : source de peu de joie apparente, mais nécessaire. Nelly, je suis Heathcliff ! Il est toujours, toujours dans mon esprit ; non comme un plaisir, pas plus que je ne suis toujours un plaisir pour moi-même, mais comme mon propre être. Ainsi, ne parlez plus de notre séparation ; elle est impossible…
Anytime
I just wanna do it again and again and again...
Nous deux, c’est tous ces souvenirs, tous ces fous rires, tous ces sourires. C’est toutes ces aventures, ces moments beaucoup trop précieux, tous ces délires. C’est la vie, c’est jusqu’à la mort. C’est pour toujours. C’est ce qui me tient en vie, c’est plus qu’un amour incassable. Mais c’est aussi tous ces aveux, tous ces oublis, tous ces ratés. C’est tout ce qu’on a construit, toutes ces réponses qu’on a trouvées. Toutes ces questions encore cachées. C’est tous ces rêves, cet espoir. Parce qu’au fond, c’est peut-être l’espoir qui nous retient. Car tu me manques terriblement quand tu n’es pas là.
Les meilleurs souvenirs sont ceux qu’on essaie d’expliquer si fort, mais qu’on finit par se dire qu’au fond, il fallait seulement être là pour comprendre et c’est vrai. Parce qu’en réalité, personne ne peut vraiment nous comprendre.
This day was a fairytale.
You were the prince
I used to be a damsel in distress
I wore a dress
You wore a dark grey t-shirt
Time slows down
Whenever you’re around
Can you feel this magic in the air?
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
You’ve got a smile that takes me to another planet
Every move you make everything you say is right
I can feel my heart
It’s beating in my chest
Did you feel it?
I can’t put this down
This day was a fairytale.
Broken this fragile thing now and I can’t, I can’t pick up the pieces. And I’ve thrown my words all around but I can’t, I can’t give you a reason. I feel so broken up. I just want to tell you so you know… Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you. You are my only one. I let go, there’s just no one that gets me like you do. You are my only, my only one. Made my mistakes, let you down and I can’t, I can’t hold on for too long. And I can’t, I can’t get up when you’re gone. And something’s breaking up. I feel like giving up. I won’t walk out until you know… Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you. You are my only one. I let go, there’s just no one that gets me like you do. You are my only, my only one. And I know you can see right through me.
There’s just no one, no one like you.
My only one.
@Kyokira I’m sorry… I miss you… And I love you… For real… Always and forever.
Cette sensation de chaleur, cette sensation d’être là où il faut, je la ressens toujours, dès que j’y pense, dès que je pense à toi. Ce n’est qu’une esquisse mais le sentiment est toujours là, dès que je l’appelle il revient aussitôt. J’ai peur, tu sais. Je sais qu’on ne peut pas choisir quels sont les souvenirs qu’on garde pour toujours et quels sont ceux qui s’effacent, imperceptiblement… mais je ne veux vraiment pas perdre celui là. Notre souvenir. Même si tout a changé. Même si rien ne sera plus jamais comme avant. C’est tout ce qu’il me reste de nous.
Non je ne me fous pas de toi, Maman. J’arrive juste pas à m’intéresser à la population de l’Inde et de la Chine et à l’activité des cellules. Parce que, la seule chose à laquelle je pense, Maman, la seule chose qui me fait mal, c’est Joel et ces connasses de Nicole et Shannon. Et comment je vais pouvoir leur faire aussi mal que ce qu’ils m’ont fait mal, comment je vais pouvoir faire ça ? Comment ?
LOSMADDEN.: Rest In Peace MCA
The Beastie Boys changed my life. As young guys growing up in a small town, and feeling like outsiders we had yet to find our heroes until they came a long. Where we grew up Sports ruled all and in high school if you weren’t good at those, you pretty much felt like a nobody. Pretty typical stuff, but at 14 that was our world and we were always looking for a place to fit in. I think everyone feels that way in HighSchool. Anyways, I’ll never forget when my older brother gave me Check Your head. I listened to that until the cassette tape broke, and was a Bboy fan for life. I went back and listened Learned Paul’s Boutique and License to ill from cover to cover so i could claim i was an OG fan even though those albums came out when i was 5 - 8 years old. I would claim Egg Raid on Mojo was my favorite song, trying to be way old school. We started buying every magazine article we could find, posters for our walls, t-shirsts, anything that said Beastie Boys really. We wanted to dress like them, talk like them, and we wanted to make music like them. Then came ill communications. Benj and I went to the record store the day that record came out and bought our Cd’s and i think a poster and t-shirt along with it. We Went home and spent the next 2 weeks listening to that album, sleeve in hand, looking at the pics, reading the linear notes, and learning all the words. We felt like true fans and we were proud of it. In 1995 came the ill communications tour. I’ll never forget getting up at 4am and getting a ride to the mall which, was about an hour away, getting in line with Benj at the record store, and buying those tickets. We had never been to a show before. Even standing in line for the tickets hearing all the other fans talk, most of them older than us, was so intimidating. They all look so cool to me. They had on all the right adidas and puma sneakers. They smoked and talked about shit i had no idea of. All kinds of music and style that we hadn’t been exposed to in our pretty strict Christian household. We got our tickets and counted down the days for that show. Our first live musical experience. After getting in trouble for sneaking out and buying the tickets, my mom eventually got over it and had decided to let us go to the show. My parents who were having trouble at the time, my dad had left and come back a few times and my mom and him were really trying to work it out, i think they saw this as an opportunity to try and bond with us, and relieve some of the stress i think they felt they were putting us through with the breakdown of their marriage. We took full advantage of that and had them get us there early the night of the show. The venue was The Patriot Center and we must have gotten there 2 hours early. They dropped us off, and we went to stand in line, again watching listening to all the other Beastie fans. It was a magical night. We finally got to our seats way up in the nosebleeds and sat quietly in awe of the whole thing. I’ll never forget that was the first place i smelled people smoking weed. We were pretty late bloomers and hadn’t seen a whole lot then so it was all surreal. First came Jon Spencer’s Blues Explosion then The roots. In between bands we got up and bought a t-shirt from each band and their Cd’s. Then Came the Beastie Boys onstage and they did their thing. I’ll never forget watching the show and sining along with Benj. We watched in awe. At a time in my life when everything was falling apart. I hated going to school, i hated going home. My brother Josh had left home already unable to deal with the family turmoil, i was scared without him, and I missed him. The Beastie boys opened my world up, gave me confidence and a reason to feel cool. They gave us a place to go. They made things a little easier to deal. From there We got into punk and hardcore, cause i read about how they started. i’ll never forget buying a Bad Brains t-shirt and album cause i saw MCA wearing it. We got into hip-hop. I skateboarded, and i basically just tried my best to be a Beastie Boy. The night we got home from that show, we decided we were were gonna learn how to play, and start our own band. I got a bass, and benj a guitar. I was stoked when i learned how to play Gratitude on the bass. Then In ‘96 Benj, myself and kid named Paul Thomas started our band called Good Charlotte. Our Goal was to play The Patriot Center like the Beastie Boys did. We eventually found our way around the music and got our line-up together, and started living & breathing the music. Benj and Myself cared about nothing else but trying to get signed. We always marked the Beasties as our biggest influence even tho our music was way more poppy and not much Beastie sounding at all, we really didn’t know the difference. We always just kind of wanted to be them.
16 years later here i am living in Los Angeles, making music, writing songs, producing records and living my dream with my Brothers. The dream that started after seeing the Beastie Boys that night, has afforded me a life i never believed i would have. In place where we felt no one believed, we really felt like the Beasties believed in us as much as we did them. We did end up playing The Patriot Center, And it was just as special as i thought it would be. Those dreams all started from watching MCA, Adrock, and Mike D.
I know this is long, and i would hate to come off as self indulgent or like i knew the man because i never did. I am a fan who is sad by the loss of one of my Favorite Artists. MCA you meant that much to us. You, Mike D and Adrock were our Heroes. You will always be remembered, loved, and celebrated. And Myself my brothers, and many many others will always be your fans.
Rest In Peace
