Aujourd’hui

Aujourd'hui je fais, j'en ai eu trop marre de parler Aujourd'hui j'essaie de croire que demain sera parfait Sur la ligne, à vos marques, feu partez Le temps passe vite donc faut pas trop tarder Aujourd'hui je fais, j'en ai eu trop marre de parler Aujourd'hui j'essaie de croire que demain sera parfait Sur la … Continue reading Aujourd’hui

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I’ll get Drunk

You see... When you don't have stories to tell, and you are not a story to tell, no one gets interested in you. you live on the sidelines of every moment, which in a good way gives you time to analyze and see things better, but at the end of the day, you are no … Continue reading I’ll get Drunk

My World is You: Bloom

 In the morning when I wake  And the sun is coming through,  Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness,  And you fill my head with you                                       Shall I write it in a letter?          … Continue reading My World is You: Bloom

Paper Houses

THE STORY OF NOW: THE WORLD OF NOW! Okay so I’m kind always the topic, but I chose not to today. I’ve been talking to myself as much as it is weird, figuring the idioms that we are driven by these times, more specifically what went wrong with us. Practically, life to us has changed, … Continue reading Paper Houses

A London gallery!

So Last week i traveled to London with a special friend Coley, we had these great shots of some beautiful places in the city, unbelievable how we pulled it off actually but i wanted to show you lads what we did, so here's a couple photos from England! And finally the Author Patrick

I’ll tell my Crush

I’ll tell you you are beautiful because that’s all in my mind right now, I’ll tell you my feelings because I wasted a lot of time and I’ve had enough, You’ve been nothing but true, stunning and intimidating, I’ve seen you smile all the time, I’ve touched that light soft skin once, I’ve witnessed your … Continue reading I’ll tell my Crush

Am I Authentic?

Again personal. Throughout my life I was a middle centric dreamer boy, days were bright, everything beautiful, and my friends who no matter the situations were there for me as I was for them. As I grew my friends seemed having all their shits figure out, as time went hardcore, I ran out of my … Continue reading Am I Authentic?