17 avril 2012
A few hours from now, you'll go to a shop, buy a hat. It won't suit you. Ouch.
Bad dreams in the night. You told me I was going to lose the fight. Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering, wuthering heights. Heathcliff, it's me Cathy, I've come home. I'm so cold, let me in your window. Coucou, vous. Long time no see . Je passe en coup...