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I have a demon inside me.
And he likes to play.
My mind is his sanctuary.
My Pandemonium.
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Eruanna
Libertine Noir
SHIVA-the destroyer
...Nightwish...
Akasha
Without music I would be long gone
A true bookworm
and so many more..
Movies that I can't stop watching (over and over again):
A dreamer.
The best description of who I am.
Don't belong in this world, yet I exist.
But, to more earthly subjects....
I'm 21 years old, a student...
Fighting my battles with exams,
Some lost, some... not.
My passions are: music, books, movies,
figure-skating (just for watching, I can't skate).
One man made me fall in love in figure-skating: Brian Joubert
His name is Joubert, Brian Joubert
I love: nature, walks, birds, cats, grey colour, snowdrops, winter, smell of fire and burning wood, puffy clouds, stars, moon, movie music (LotR rules), coffee, colours of sunrise and sunset, a touch of wind on my face, morning fog at the egde of a forest, summer rain, smell of pine,lemons, early morning birds song, a feeling after I read a good book, my comp, mp3, my room(my realm), my twisted mind and believe it or not, writing stories or poems (when my inspiration grace me with it's presence, mostly not, but sometimes....)
Look at me
See my sorrow
Touch my face
Take my sadness away
Stop those tears
That are falling on the ground
Hold my hand
Stand by me
Be my support
If I'm alone I will brake apart
Love me with the same fire
As I love you
Look at me
Take my sorrow away.
Brian Joubert won the World Championship.
His program was so beautiful and he was so happy, I really haven't seen him smile like that.
He made me smile although I don't feel so good. And today when I saw him almost cry, I cryed almost too and I had the biggest smile on my face.
I just love that feeling.
Now some facts: he's 22, French, he won European Championship 2004 and this year,
last year he was 3rd and 2005 2nd this is his frist time that he won World Championship (but not he last) last year he was2nd.
He's my favorite James Bond (that's his short program), and he is the first Frenchman who won Europeans in 40 years (whoa) when he won 2004.
this years programs: short program 'Die another day' James Bond, Free skating The Unforgiven, Nothing Else Matters by Apocalyptica plays Metallica, O Verona from Romeo and Juliet soundtrack.
I won't write anything else about him, since you can find it on the Net and if I start to write it would be a long, long post.
so all I have left to say is; enjoy the performance.
His SP
His FS
CONGRATULATIONS, BRIAN!!! YOU ARE THE BEST. 
I almost forgot, his smile:
In my life I was hurt so many times that I don't even want to count, yet I still believe that we aren't all bad, and maybe, just maybe I will found someone who will understand me and not to flee from me. I haven't met that person. Everytime when I think 'maybe this is it' I get hurt. So tell me please, should I still believe that there is a person who understands and listenes, and supports you on every step of the way. I think I shouldn't. I am not. Not anymore. I got hurt one time too many. So I'm done. Cause I know all you are guaranteed is that you will get hurt. Over and over again. And they don't care if you will brake.
The worst thing that can happen to you is misunderstanding. So many broken hearts, even lifes, friendships happened because of that goddamned misunderstanding. I got to be misunderstood so many times, even by my family and friends, that I from now on always telling the truth what I think and feel. Cause if you are trying to win by misunderstandings you will lose and you will hurt people around you and yourself. I really hate the lieing, deceit, and misunderstandings. Just tell what you feel about a person, tell 'I hate you', 'I don't like you', I love you' just don't try to hide it, it will get worse and then everything will fall apart.
It's interesting how you can lose your life. It is so easy. You can just fall down and brake your neck, or someone can play a game of lost and found with you. It is funny how many feelings cross through your brain in that time. But you will remember forever the sensation of finallity, of game over. You will die and nothing can change that. I died in that way. Being a hunted. Alone in the dark and a predator with red eyes just a movment behind me. I didn't feel regret nor sorrow but the thought of losing my life was overwhelming. Think of the moment when you will stop breathing, when you will know there's nothing and no one who can turn back the time. Think of the moment when darkness will slowly take your eyesight. Think of the moment when you will took your last breath. Think of the moment when you will lose all your senses. Alone, in the dark, disappearing, and there is no white light. You are dying. You are ceasing to exist. No turning back.
I'm sick, again, like every spring.and I'm so mad. Hate it when it happens. Only thing that keeps me from not to lose my mind is that World Championship in figure skating is begining next week and Brian Joubert is going to compete. His foot is well and he can do his jump. God, I can't wait to see him skate. I love, I adore his skating.
She was all alone in this world. Left to die. Never knew her parents. Never knew her past. She didn't exist. All alone. And then one day she met her destiny. Destroyed by it, she was. Left broken to heal her wounds alone. But there she met him. Her end. Darius. Venomus angel who saved her, but destroyed them both. She never had anybody to lean to, to trust to, and now when finally she thought destiny allowed her to have just a little peace, everything was shattered into peaces. Destroyed, killed, never existed.
Dreams came back. More malicious and horrific than before. But this time she wasn't so frightened by what she was in the dream. A predator, who likes to play with her pray. This time she embraced it. She enjoy in torturing and killing. Everytime she woke she was disgusted in herself. How could she become such a monster in such a short period of time? How could she become so bloodthirsty? But she didn't feel guilt, she didn't feel remorse. She didn't feel anything. And it made her mad. She couldn't even feel hate. And the pain from pratices wasn't enough for her anymore. She needed more. So when she got back in her room she took a small knife she had hidden under her pillow and put it on her wrist. Not sliced yet. Just holding it ready. She wondered if it would made any diference. If it would made her feel again. She pressed the blade. Red started to flow. And her mind.... First cut, a small sting. Second cut, pain is present. Third cut, she is alive. Forth cut, red stream of life. Her eyes closed, her mind feeling again. fifth cut, sixth cut....... hours after, she woke from her trans. Weak from bloodloss. But alive in her heart. She looked at her arm it was full of small but deep cuts. the floor around her was covered in her own blood. But she felt satisfied. Life for life. Her revenge was awaken.
I promised myself I won't put any videos on this blog, and that's why I put those gifs (below) and tried to make more, but that won't show you the beauty which you must see, to be witnesses to this magnificant skating. I know it has past almost a year since this, but it showes what I like so much about Joubert and his skating. And great news is that Joubert started to train so I strongly believe that he will compete on this years World Championship. If not..... well, I won't go there.
And now something newer it's from this years European Championship, second part of his exhibiton, but enough talk, here it is:
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