A L E X A N D E R ‘’
——— ❝ je suis navré. ❞ salient hollows of cheeks, devoured by a flourishing country’s GROWING PAINS( bellicose, JUVENILE lands spit out turmoiling winds and indecisive storm clouds ) dip, tighten between hissed words. over-pronounced syllables compete against the wind ( even this must be a battle ), flit from his frozen tongue as snowflakes dance from the ink of the night above them. his skin aches, creaks beneath the antagonistic air, for the familiar, golden, encompassing rays of the caribbean sun. ❝ christ, i hope not. HERE. take my coat. you look miserable. ❞
—— Il n'y a pas de quoi l'être, mon ami. Vous n'êtes en rien responsable du temps qu'il fait. “ Honey sweet words melt on the tip of his tongue, a certain WARMTH found in the dead of Winter - it's a flame he lights with a smile. But his presence fractures permafrost better than he could do, a SOLAR company that easily eclipses any other suns. —— Though I thank you for your kindness, I would never dare to strip you of your belongings, it is too cold outside for you to make such a generous offering. “
Words about heights and fitting cloaks are quickly burried under his tongue - there are details not worth mentionning. Yet, he's still touched by the proposition, finding solace in the only thought of it. —— Nevertheless, we can always share. “ His arms folds the fabric of his covers, leaving room for one more soul to find shelter. For sure, as every soldier does, the IMPROPER character of this proximity will rest under layers of snow.
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" The truth is, I never left you "
Evita | A C C E P T I N G
Yes, he did, but in the sweetest way - a COLD yet fond way. He spared them a goodbye too cruel to be suffered, underlined by those miles keeping them apart. Perhaps, it’s what DESTINY crafted for them : isolation. But there’s satisfaction in just walking away - yes, there is, in a coward and selfish act of self-preservation, one of those moment when you just need to walk away, take a deep breath, and think that it will all be fine.But what happens when paths have to cross again ? Bitterness hidden under the sweet NOSTALGIA of a reunion, he smiles again, believing words he would have never confere any semblance of truth to it. And, deep down, he find some kind of solace thinking that, maybe, he was wrong. What if he kept him in his mind just as he did, memory of certain FONDNESS never truly erased ? —— I am glad to be back and know that you kept me in your toughts, as I did for you, my dear friend. “
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fun facts about marquis de lafayette
came to america illegally, against the rules of the king, disguised as a pregnant woman
didn’t tell his wife that he was gone until after he was sailing away
got captured and brought back to france again, escaped on a cargo ship and bought all of the cargo to keep the ship from stopping
was raised on a farm because after his father died his mom fucked off to paris without him
got laughed off the dance floor by marie antoinette once
after the revolution he came to america and people were making gloves with his face on them
he refused to kiss the hands of ladies wearing these gloves because he didn’t want to kiss himself
named his only son georges washington de lafayette
named his daughter marie antoinette virginie de lafayette and called her virginie after washington’s home state
fought in the revolution for free because he loved america that much
napped with george washington under a tree once while using washington’s coat as a blanket
he was super tall especially for the time, like 5'11"
became fluent in english within a year of arriving in america
found out about the revolution from king george’s cousin, who was complaining about the revolts at a dinner party
is buried under american soil and a little american flag flies over his grave to this day because he had it imported from bunker hill
he didn’t have to help us but he did it that was nice
and then we went and fucked up the country anyway
we need to fix it for him
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❝ evita sentence starters.
I’ve heard so much about you!
The things you do affect us all.
Are you here on your own?
What a fortunate coincidence.
I would never want to force your hand.
I’d be good for you.
I don’t always rush in like this.
If I’m wrong I hope you tell me so.
You really should know.
I’d be surprisingly good for you.
I won’t go on if I’m boring you.
Do you understand my point of view?
Do you like what you see?
Would you be good for me, too?
Please go on.
You enthrall me!
I can understand you perfectly.
I like what I hear.
Knowing me, I’d be good for you, too.
Did you believe in your wildest moments all this would be yours?
Don’t look down, it’s a long, long way to fall.
Where do you go from here?
Nothing can thrill you.
I hope you come to terms with boredom.
It’s been done before.
My story’s quite usual.
I don’t expect my love affairs to last for long.
Being used to trouble, I anticipate it.
But, all the same, I hate it.
So, what happens now?
Where am I going to?
I’m immune to gloom.
Every time it matters all my words desert me.
You’ll get by, you always have before.
Call in three months time and I’ll be fine.
Don’t ask anymore.
I’m praying for you.
Will you look upon me as your own?
I’ll try to be exactly like you.
I’m doing my best.
Turn a blind eye.
Your act hasn’t changed much.
Politics, the art of the possible.
Hello and goodbye!
I’ve just unemployed you.
You had a good run.
I’m sure he enjoyed you.
Don’t act sad or surprised.
Let’s be friends.
Come on, little one!
Don’t sit there like a dummy!
The day you knew would arrive is here.
You’re obviously going through some adolescent phase.
We’re glad you noticed.
You said it, brother.
That isn’t funny!
We have completely lost our grip.
Can we assume, then, that you’ll quit?
Goodnight and thank you.
It won’t be easy.
You won’t believe me.
I had to let it happen.
I had to change.
I chose freedom.
The truth is, I never left you.
I kept my promise.
Don’t keep your distance.
The answer was here all the time.
I love you and hope you love me.
Have I said too much?
There’s nothing more I can think of to say to you.
Just listen to that!
That’s not the point, my friends!
Oh, but it’s sad when a love affair dies.
We have pretended enough.
It’s best that we stop fooling ourselves.
Don’t blame them, you’re the same.
You’ve completed your task.
What more can we ask of you now?
That will be all.
I don’t think that’s likely, somehow.
i know you’ll look back on the good times we’ve shared.
We’d love you to stay.
You’d be in the way.
Our passion was just too intense to survive.
There’s one thing I never got clear.
So, what are my chances?
Not here, dear.
Is that clear, dear?
A night to remember, yeah, that’s for sure.
Your little body’s slowing breaking down.
You’re losing speed.
You’re losing strength.
Some days are fine, some a little bit harder.
Don’t you forget what I’ve been through.
I’m still standing.
This isn’t where we intended to be.
We had it all.
You believed in me.
I believed in you.
You must love me.
Why are you at my side?
How can I be any use to you now?
Nothing has changed.
I’ve decided I should decline.
The truth is, I shall not leave you.
That’s all gone now.
I don’t say they mean harm.
All you have to do is sit and wait.
We could be foolish not to quit while we’re ahead.
This is crazy, defeatist talk!
Why commit political suicide?
Don’t think I don’t think like you.
There are other ways of establishing authority.
The choice was mine and mine completely.
Let’s get this show on the road.
Let’s make it obvious.
I won’t disappoint them.
We’ll put on a show.
It doesn’t matter much.
it’s been an incredible success.
We weren’t sure.
We had a few doubts.
Did you hear that?
They called me a whore! They actually called me a whore!
It wasn’t on the schedule anyhow.
We’ve all gone crazy.
It’s quite a sunset.
She’s/He’s not coming back to you.
I am ordinary, unimportant.
So, share my glory.
I’d get out while you can.
It’s happened at last.
I’m starting to get started.
Do all your one night stands give you this trouble?
Bad is good for me.
Birds fly out of here, so why the hell can’t I?
Five years from now I shall come back.
You ought to know what you’re gonna get in me.
Don’t hold back.
You’re certain to impress.
Tell the driver this is where I’m staying.
Just look at me, dressed up with somewhere to go.
Put me down for a lifetime of success.
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