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ㅤ ㅤENGOURDI D'AIMER:  ──II.
ㅤㅤ ⍖ QU'EST-CE QUE L'AMOUR
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ㅤ│ ‘Devrais-je, Retomber amoureux?
No Such Thing As Love, It's Fantasy..

For me, love is something that is ephemeral because it has no form, cannot be held and promises are so easy to break. No one can be trusted in love. Even if your partner say they won't leave you, they will still leave you whether because they are with someone else or whatever. What is clear is that I am comfortable with myself, without a partner, without a dramatic love that will never end.

ㅤ       ⏧ SMOKE FOR THE EDGE
                R  E  B  E  L  I  O  U  S
               G.H.  |  𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄

      「 He’s  a  heavy  smoker ,  never
          seen  without  a  cigarette  between
          his  fingers.  The  smoke swirls  around
          him,  adding  a  gritty  edge  to  his 
          persona.  Each  inhale  is  a  rebellion , 
          a  middle  finger  to  the  world  and  its
          warnings.  His  lungs  might  hate  him ,
          but  he  doesn’t  give  a  damn  |  GM± 」