Je me nomme MarieNadiaLaura Sofia, mon blog contiendra musiques,vidéos,articles,dessins,pensées , phylosophiques, voyances'et poesies comme si vous y étiez. ..
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Answer
It can last until the end of time.
You chose the vulgarity
of a strange man
emerald green
leaving me alone at home
in your emptied belongings
I turned off the sound
You won't listen to reason
Your rage, realized, drove me to death
Broken heart
Do you realize it, lord
Dead
And you pretend to be
Where do you want me to go back to?
And even in my body??
I left everything like you wanted, you left anyway when I came back
Your rage led me to die
I became heartbroken like Mr. Desire
Look at yourself
Love doesn't mean destroying the other because I love you and you won't be able to break that
The sound is off
Leave me
lundi 19 mai 2025
dimanche 18 mai 2025
samedi 17 mai 2025
vendredi 16 mai 2025
Poème
I don't want to hear from you anymore, you're not free, never again you suffered too much, from my comings and goings the cruelty of choosing came to you, a blessing in disguise, you alone have the answer, yes I left everything, screwed everything up, loss shattered, no matter the consequences I did it without turning back, and while picking up mail, belongings, a happy miracle which like me there wasn't, I arrive free, fright, you didn't wait for this green, cursed green, and, and, it caught up with me very quickly, withdrawn I wanted to die, but it was falsely tender to steal what was left of you and make me truly administratively dead, until now, where it was my mother's turn at the end of her life, I'm already finished, you didn't look, you didn't call again, you never came back yet I can be found, I wander without knowing the why or how you have everything emptied, one thing is certain, I refuse to love even being, for fear that this emptiness will destroy me again, so I help the people of my community around the world while remaining alone to search for you night day, just just just to sleep right next to you...
Poème : je ne veux plus entendre de ta bouche, tu n'es pas libre, plus jamais tu souffrais trop, de mes aller retour la cruauté de choisir t'était venu, un mal pour un bien, toi seul à la réponse, oui j'ai tout quitté, tout foutu en l'air, perte fracas, peu importe conséquence je l'ai fait sans retour, et en ramassant courrier ,affaires, un miracle heureuse qui comme moi il n'y avait pas, j arrive libérée, frayeur, tu n'as pas attendu pour ce vert, maudit vert, et, et, il m' a rattrapé à su très vite, renfermée je voulais mourir, mais il a été tendre faussement pour me voler ce qui me restait de toi et me passé vraiment administrativement morte, jusqu'ici, où ce fut le tour de ma mère en fin de vie moi déjà finie, tu n'as pas recherché, tu n'as pas retéléphoner, tu n'es jamais revenu pourtant je suis trouvable, j'aire sans savoir le pourquoi du comment t'a tout vidé, une chose est certaine, je refuse d'aimer même d'être, de peur que ce vide me redémolisse, alors j'aide les gens de ma communauté de par le monde tout en restant seule à te rechercher nuit jour, juste juste juste pour dormir tout contre toi...
mercredi 14 mai 2025
mardi 13 mai 2025
samedi 10 mai 2025
la continuité de la ruine chaotique, ou la pérennité
Message for her Phantom of the Opera I, Mary - Nadine, completely disagree with my wife, because she wants the transmission I possess of the blue blood violet flame to save Harry Potter. But if I do this, transmitted at the Scottish concert in a kilt (long story), Potter becomes the legitimate one. But I want him to repair his injustice of having been influenced to remove the true pillar to preserve the 56 in full. Exactly the same passage of the worker who betrays the worthy blue blood. Unless she is right, and then Potter will become the legitimate one, and the final end for the old and long live the new. It may take time for me to decide. I leave the choice to you.
mercredi 7 mai 2025
lundi 5 mai 2025
dimanche 4 mai 2025
This has nothing to do with you, except for those who have caused me harm.........
c'est impossible, de les séparer
You saw him let go of his Marie him?? never, you are dead, I am her envelope to this young lady, one day he will understand his true power, beyond all, dead, it is impossible,to separate them, always together, in illuminated light, he is like that, good evening to you and excellent recreations for the girls Vous l'avez vu lâchez sa Marie lui ?? jamais, vous êtes mort, je suis son enveloppe à cette demoiselle, un jour ,il comprendra son véritable pouvoir, au delà de tous ,mort, c'est impossible, de les séparer toujours ensemble, en lumière illumine, il est ainsi, Bone soirée à vous et exelente récréations pour les filles. samedi 3 mai 2025
vendredi 2 mai 2025
jeudi 1 mai 2025
where it all began, my hell... without... him.
The same year, I lost my unknown husband to the battalion.
My father, my spiritual shoulder, my open book, mute as a tomb.
And my lost love.
He should have been the Cannes surfer he realized he was, but my lost one is and went away to be whipped on others, and for him.
My spiritual father never gave up a piece of the armored tombstone, but there it was, this bug had to take my spirit and my faith at the same time. They tell me he won't fall into the trap, but I very much doubt it, seeing as how he let me down, where I destroyed myself as much as he was, where it all began, my hell... without... him.
And I didn't even have time to tell him, he was gone, it wouldn't have changed anything. Nothing.
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