Besoin de rien, envie de toi.

I need more time. I need to feel the satisfaction hit my brain and sending warmth down my spine. I need a friend who doesn't judge. I need to get a grip.

I need a camera, nylon strings, a gold necklace, a matt light blue nail polish, more lace socks, a book shelf, all Frederick Beigbeder's books to put on my needed bookshelf, a LBD, paint brushes, pencils, a Birkin, new music, new fucking awesome music.

And there's this other thing that I feel I've always wanted -more than all the things I could have ever felt I needed, but it seems it's yet too special to get it just now...

Give me some of that.

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