Crystal.

Crystal.













Tell me, tell me where I'm going
I don't know where I've been
Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me
And then tell me again
My heart is breaking, my body's aching
And I don't know where to go
Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me
I've just got to know




















Kath ma donner une caméra pour noel. :) yeahh!
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# Posted on Thursday, 17 December 2009 at 4:39 PM

14 novembre 2009;

14 novembre 2009;
I've talked to a friends, talked to myself,
I've talked to god. I prayed like hell,
But I still miss you.
I tried sober, I tried drinking,
I've been strong and I've been weak,
Ans i still miss you.
I've done everything to move on like I'm supposed to
I'd give anything for one more minute with you,
I still miss you.

# Posted on Saturday, 14 November 2009 at 9:35 AM

Wish You Where Here.

Wish You Where Here.




















We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.


Wish you were here.























vieille photo;

# Posted on Wednesday, 04 November 2009 at 2:26 PM

Wanna Rock N Roll All Night; And Party Every Day,

Wanna Rock N Roll All Night; And Party Every Day,
O.M.G. MALADE!! :D
je suis RE-tomber en amour avec KISS
hier au centre bell. LOL .
C'étai MAGNIFIQUEMENT merveilleux.
Cest gars la sont des dieux lol.
comment peuvent - il reusir a dancer , courir, sauter avec des bottes comme celles la!

Jaime la langue de Gene Simons.
Et Paul Stanley est le meilleur; Y'a une face de Diva qui me plait bien;

Bref, du sang, des explosions, une guitare de fracasé, des spot brisé, du feux ; tout ce qu'on aime. :)
Dis moi que Kiss revien a Montréal, j'achette des billets;

Rock n roll .

# Posted on Friday, 02 October 2009 at 6:20 PM

Tu Brille Comme Une Comète.

Tu Brille Comme Une Comète.












Les nuages voyageurs font des dessins abstraits
Ils me parlent de bonheur que jamais je n'entends
Je pourrais faire comme eux et partir sans délai
Léger comme une poussière transporté par le vent.































André " Dédé " Fortin.

# Posted on Friday, 14 August 2009 at 1:38 PM