Le scaphandre et le papillon by Julian Schnabel

Without the bitter, the sweet ain't as sweet

2 in 1

 

two persons, one life 

human...

what should we take off to have love ?! ?! ?!

Ode to air

 

Her kisses, her deep touches when she's starin' at me...My heart goes faster as i'm drowning in her eyes...

With her breath she tries to wake me...
As I finally wake my pillow reminds me that life is just a fuckin' nightmare

Born...

...alone!

needs...

 

a big hug and love 

dreams

enjoy your sleepin'

lonely dreams

 

I just need someone to look and smell 

Innocence

we're all so little dirty bastards

yes..why?

storm

yes yes my head is like a fuckin' storm