Olympia & Scott

14/08/2022

Pas pour moi.

(Scott Guerin)

« I’ve got nothing left to lose, or use, or do. My bad habits lead to wide eyes stare into space. And I know I lose control of the things that I say. I was looking for a way out, now I can’t escape. »

31/01/2023

bien sûr que si, on a tous des limites même le pire connard.

(Olympia Wolford)

When leaves have fallen and skies turned to grey. The night keeps on closing in on the day. A nightingale sings his song of farewell. You better hide for her freezing hell.

14/08/2022

C’ton point d’vue. Pas l’mien.

(Scott Guerin)

« I’ve got nothing left to lose, or use, or do. My bad habits lead to wide eyes stare into space. And I know I lose control of the things that I say. I was looking for a way out, now I can’t escape. »

31/01/2023

mh en attendant tu ne l'as jamais fait donc t'as quand même une limite.

(Olympia Wolford)

When leaves have fallen and skies turned to grey. The night keeps on closing in on the day. A nightingale sings his song of farewell. You better hide for her freezing hell.

14/08/2022

C’quoi « baiser tout c’qui bouge » pour toi ? T’as une preuve de c’que t’avance ?

(Scott Guerin)

« I’ve got nothing left to lose, or use, or do. My bad habits lead to wide eyes stare into space. And I know I lose control of the things that I say. I was looking for a way out, now I can’t escape. »

31/01/2023

c'est ce que des meufs ont dit à la Dud quand vous êtes entrés dans une pièce avec Naim une fois. "ils sont beaux mais ils baisent tout ce qui bouge".

(Olympia Wolford)

When leaves have fallen and skies turned to grey. The night keeps on closing in on the day. A nightingale sings his song of farewell. You better hide for her freezing hell.

14/08/2022

Depuis qd t’crois les merdes qu’balance les gens ?

(Scott Guerin)

« I’ve got nothing left to lose, or use, or do. My bad habits lead to wide eyes stare into space. And I know I lose control of the things that I say. I was looking for a way out, now I can’t escape. »

31/01/2023

j'ai pas de preuve que c'est faux, ni que c'est vrai. mais je m'en fiche en vrai, ça te regarde toi.

(Olympia Wolford)

When leaves have fallen and skies turned to grey. The night keeps on closing in on the day. A nightingale sings his song of farewell. You better hide for her freezing hell.

14/08/2022

Hm

(Scott Guerin)

« I’ve got nothing left to lose, or use, or do. My bad habits lead to wide eyes stare into space. And I know I lose control of the things that I say. I was looking for a way out, now I can’t escape. »

31/01/2023

me "mh" pas j'aime pas ça Olympia & Scott - Page 32 1815259351

(Olympia Wolford)

When leaves have fallen and skies turned to grey. The night keeps on closing in on the day. A nightingale sings his song of farewell. You better hide for her freezing hell.

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