Thursday, February 24, 2011

Once a whore you're nothing more

I couldn't give a shit about you anymore, you silly little slut and you horrible greasy rat boy.
I'm sick of you both and you can choke on his tiny little willy. Then walk infront of a bus. Cheers. 

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

PARIS

Qui dit étude dit travail,
Qui dit taf te dit les thunes,
Qui dit argent dit dépenses,
Qui dit crédit dit créance,
Qui dit dette te dit huissier,
Oui dit assis dans la merde.
Qui dit Amour dit les gosses,
Dit toujours et dit divorce.
Qui dit proches te dis deuils car les problèmes ne viennent pas seul.
Qui dit crise te dis monde dit famine dit tiers- monde.
Qui dit fatigue dit réveille encore sourd de la veille,
Alors on sort pour oublier tous les problèmes.
Alors on danse…

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Let's just go wild. Just be irrational and impractical and unquestioning. Let's go to the coast, right now, and just swim in the ocean. Just be on the beach, you and me. Let's dance in circles and read books in the bath and sleep outside on the grass and laugh. I don't even need you to love me; I just want you to be around. I want to go places and see things and be things and do things, and we won't kiss and hold hands, i just want to forget everything, with you. 

please

See something.
Be inspired.
Do something spontaneous.
Be wonderful.
Follow your wildest dreams.

Destroy everything you love before everything you love destroys you



Little love muffins, 
BDBPR is suffering a serious case of neglect, i do apologise. 
The three of us have been too preoccupied with being pimp$ and dirty h1p5t3rs to blog. 
So, i give you: some pretty pictures. 




Saturday, February 5, 2011