cauchemar

and i held my tongue as she told me
"son fear is the heart of love"
so i never went back

- "i will follow you into the dark"_death cab for cutie

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this morning i properly realised that i love researching and reading about stuff that interests me

am very fascinated by what i'm reading about bidonvilles and HLMs and Maghreb immigrants and racisme and all that

reinforces my francophile-ness when i'm delving into the social ills and negative aspects of the country, makes me feel less of a fraud

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2 tiramisus last night. and a yoghurt. am officially on the path of self-destruction ;)