I don't know where I will go, or how I will live. What I do know is this... I will be stealthy, like a cat. I will be fierce, like a cat. And, like a cat, I will not fear the dark.
Un Dpart de ouf pour une année de ouf ! Et ça va être super, jle sens. Je V rencontrer le mec de mes rêves, Mad va aréT de se rabaisser tt le temps et toi...euh, et toi, tu vas faire koi ? T déjà parfaite.
J'espère que les lecteurs comprendront avec cette histoire que l'on n'est pas que des figurants dans la vie d'autrui. Nous avons tous un impact les uns sur les autres. Et que, même si la vie est fragile, elle est magnifique.
J’ignore où mes pas vont me porter. J’ignore comment je vais survivre. Ce que je sais en revanche, c’est que je serai aussi furtive qu’un chat. Aussi farouche et féroce. Et tel un chat, je n’aurai jamais peur du noir.
A beast on the loose is scary, sure. But I think people like to be scared. They're thrilled by the idea of a monster in their midst - but only because they've never faced a real one. One day they will.
But that was a looooong time ago. Now Bruce doesn't even look at me. So what? I don't look at him either. His hair, though. His hair is as dark as the night, as glossy as the wings of a crow. Not just one crow, but a murder of crows. But without the murder, obviously...
Why are people aloof?
Because they don't want to let others in.
Why don't they want to let others in?
Well, sometimes because they're shy, and sometimes because they're convinced of their own superiority.
But those aren't the only reasons. Sometimes it's because they have something to hide.