Angels do not exist, babe...

The phone is ringing.

It is My., she told me that I have lost my phone...
I start thinking : "ouah, I didn't notice it ! Fuck ! Once and again...".
I start wondering about all the procedure to block and replace it...fucking materialist society.
Lost in these thoughs I heard : "it is at your usual bar, the owner told me that u just have to pass by".

So...
I am cold.
I am gonna suffer tomorrow, for I have to leave my winter hairs.
I am like a cat.
Yesterday, from my bed, I heard one cat, screaming from outside (where there is no peace), (s)he was trapped in a garage, for I can understand cats.
I think that I am the only one who heard it...


Lovely dark side.



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- B. "That's amazing. What are you?
Some sort of angel visiting me from one of my drunk fantasies?
How can you be so good?"


- S. (voice-over)
"I think we realized that we didn't have long and accepted it. My charm, for him, was that I accepted him exactly as he was and didn't expect him to change. I think we both realized that about each other. B. needed me and I liked his drama. I loved him."