Juin 2015. Prenez une fille que l'excès d'alcool rend toujours mélancolique, mettez-lui un téléphone entre les mains, et lisez !
I’m writing this text drunk because I’ve to put it down before forgetting it. Women are meant to be loved. Why ?
They are so kind. They do things without expecting anything in return. Because every woman is a lil bit crazy. Because we
can go in an exclusive girl night-out, having fun, but still need those arms
to hold us strong. But because those humans, so strong, so funny, so giving (is this even english ?),
need to be loved. Because we can be there at the nightclub, writing things,
thinking about all that money wasted for an alcohol bottle, without any man,
standing up when listening at "alkayidah", and still be meant to be loved. If not
for Adam, there will not be any Eve. So yes. Women need to be loved. Is this
strange? Sorry, I’m drunk.



