Holes In The Mud It's cold here. I would do anything to be with you again Where it's warm And full of #life And hope. These holes in the mud won't protect us forever These gas masks will shatter and break These weapons will malfunction and kill good men These weapons are serving their purpose. My love, I wish I could return Where it's full of #life And hope But I wouldn't be the same man The man you married is dead Though his heart is still beating It only beats to the rhythm of the grenades The man who loved you is dead. And now, it's only me. An empty shell. I'm not the same. I'm hollow and cold Now my mind is filled with sounds Of screaming and gunshots And they'll never leave Some good men have died today Some yesterday too It will soon be my time To join their bodies in no mans land It's cold here, love. I wish I could be with you again But these holes in the mud won't protect me forever. #begginingline

"Les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs." - du film "Amèlie" (un film très proche à mon cœur)

My cousin says she used to talk to her sister before she went to bed. She never had a sister. #twosentencehorror

The figure at the back of my room helped me fall asleep. I didn't wake up. #twosentencehorror

We've all had that dream where we watched our own funeral. I woke up, and my foot came into contact with the coffin lid. #twosentencehorror