Olympia & Scott

31/01/2023

ouais ça c'est difficile, mais j'ai déjà l'élu je crois

(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

L’gars de l’autre fois ?

(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

ouais lui

(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’comment avec ?

(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

on essaye de ne pas se prendre la tête, on n'est pas en couple, mais on ressens des trucs.
il me fait me sentir bien, c'est le premier qui me donne l'impression d'être assez tu vois.

(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

J’vois l’truc.

(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

mais ça me fait flipper donc j'essaye de ne pas espérer quoi que ce soit pour ne pas me prendre un mur

(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

Et t’y arrive ? À te détacher ?

(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

pas vraiment, quand je ressens trop de trucs je me force à me souvenir de ce qu'il s'est passé avec les deux autres avant, de la douleur, de l'overdose.

(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. Peut être qu’tu seras pas blessé avec lui.

(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. »

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