a little think...

We are the 19th of november ...
This date will be nothing for you but for me ... it's an important date ...
5 years later, at 23h , I pass my best night with the more beautiful girl that I have meet : Claire.
This girl aged by 23 now was the first girl who I was in love for.
The day I passed with her was magnificent , starting by a visit of Paris, then sing in the Opéra Bastille , and to finish moonlight night with her on Trocadero 's place.
Unfortunately, she went to an other school after the class of 2nd and I have never meeting her since her 18 years old birthday ...
That I regret now, is to not say her that I loved her ...

Me

So I'm julien I've 18 and I live in Les Pieux , next to Cherbourg.
My principal hobby is poetry , even if all people don't like that ,to me , it's the best mean to tranquilize me.
I have 2 sisters, Karine 9years old and Pauline 6years old.
They are incredible and really untenable.

It's my fault ...

Even if I know that you will never read this text , I want to say you that I apologize.

I'm not proud of that I'd said last week, and if you will never excuse me I'll understand.

first state of mind of deprime

Message to people who don't like poems
Don't stay here or you could have problems
I will not beat you if you don't like what I write
But go away and every thing is gonna be all right

It seems strange to think of this
However this state isn't just a crisis.
For all people who don't know me
Be careful I am crazy

I will often talk of my life
Which is always graven with a knife
Because all my friends say often that
Too many things are in my childish head

Poems are my favourite hobby
And nobody could try to stop me
All that you could learn of me is here