On my way… by Marie

Keep holding on to what you love & enjoy the ride of life

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Something you were never meant to read…

I’m sure you know what it feels like to read a text that you could have written, because it affects you so much that it is just as if you were living the same situation as the author.

That’s what happened to me today when I read that “letter” a couple of hours ago.

Thank you, I hate you, I’m sorry

Thank you

because without your support, I wouldn’t be here

I wouldn’t have stayed when things got hard

I wouldn’t have believed that I could find a life.

Thank you for the way you know me, 

for being my best friend for what feels like forever,

and for raising the bar so high that I don’t know where to begin.

Thank you for knowing to let go before things got ugly.

On some level, you must’ve known that forcing me to fly 

would force you to fly too, to do the things you know you need.

And maybe you even share the belief that our paths 

will join us together again, and for always.

I hate you

for not wanting it badly enough, 

for not believing we could do this together, 

for not following through.

I hate that you didn’t have the balls to take a chance,

to explore this place that’s filled with your dreams.

I hate that you don’t even seem to be doing 

the things that made you stay.

I hate that the way you tell me how you feel almost always hurts, 

and that most of the time you just don’t tell me at all.

I hate that you are the only guy I can imagine loving,

and you make letting go seem so easy, 

like it doesn’t hurt at all,

like you don’t ever cry.

I’m sorry

I left the way I did, 

because of what it said to you:

that I would always expect you to follow.

I’m sorry I didn’t see it like that.

I thought paving the way would create

an adventure that would change our lives.

I’m sorry I didn’t wait until you were ready,

that I didn’t think I could, so the decision doesn’t feel like yours.

I’m sorry that it seemed like your opinion wasn’t important,

when nothing could be further from the truth.

I’m sorry that I doubted our future, and made you doubt it too.

I didn’t know well enough myself to tell you

all the things that needed to change, and why.

We both thought we’d have more time, and then I left.

I’ll always be sorry for that.

Extract from 150 LETTERS YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO SEE edited by Bill Shapiro

People who really know me will understand…

Meanwhile, Keep holding on to what you love guys & enjoy the ride of life 😉



So “Stylishly” British!!!!

One says there’s a time for everything but now …it’s time to speak about fashion, guys !!!!

THE British style is, in my opinion, one “must talk” topic!!! After all, the London fashion week is one of the best fashion weeks in the whole world (even if, as a French young lady, I have to say that the Paris fashion week is REALLY awesome !!!)

If one wants to find one of the biggest positive points of Great Britain, it is without any doubt its fashion!

Indeed England overflows of very nice brands of clothing such as ASOS, Superdry, Ted Baker, Laura Ashley, Monsoon, Mark Spencer… but I think that, currently, Jack Wills is THE reference in England. The so “fabulously British” famous university outfitter id the “must wear” for every It-girl …

Even if the slogan mentions the universities, Jack Wills is definitely not a brand of uniforms!!! Or that’s really cool uniforms we’re talking about… Let’s have a look…

Pretty cool, uh?!

Anyway, speaking of uniforms, England is pretty famous for it! I find it so cute, so lovely to see children come back from school with the uniforms of their respective schools! It shows a kind of patriotic feeling… and to be honest, I would have loved to wear uniforms in primary, middle & high school !!!

I don’t know about you but, each time I see a girl or a boy wearing a uniform, it makes me think of Harry Potter’s one. Isn’t it great? Can you imagine (quite a few years ago if you’re my age) going to school with your magnificent cleaned & pressed uniform and doing just as if you were in Hogwarts? I’ sure it makes you want to go back to school now, doesn’t it?

Anyway if there’s only one country to trust about fashion when you need any advice, it is England (but French people are quite good at it too, not to say VERY good… I don’t want you to think I’m a chauvinist, but England is not, stylishly speaking, perfect all the time : there are still a few things (details but really) to improve!) !!!!

With this, Keep holding on to what you love & enjoy the ride of life 😉


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Using French makes it posh !

Yes it does!!! English may be THE international language …BUT apparently our dear British neighbors tend to use French to be a little bit more preppy!

“Excusez-moi, have you said thé or café? Will you take some potatoes purée?” You see? French is everywhere! “Oh, and of course, bon appétit!” 

These are only a few examples but this is really nice to see or rather to hear that our language is quite a big part of the so admired Shakespeare’s language.But come on guys, French is the Molière’s one!!!!!!

I really feel comfortable when it happens. It makes me feel like I’m at home again. It is nothing really but when you’re abroad for a certain time, it’s always pleasing to hear or read a few words, or even to see some cultural references of your homeland. It gives you the impression to belong to the place, even though you’re just a foreigner here. In a word, it can cheer you up when you need it!

I hope you have already experienced that and if not, I hope you do, because then you can’t be happier, you’re like on cloud 9! No joke, you’ll see !!!!

But whatever you do, don’t forget… Keep holding on to what you love & enjoy the ride of life 😉

xoxo or today, I should say Bisous, Bisous 

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“Forever”… That’s what you’d said.

I think I got my answer… “FOREVER” doesn’t mean anything anymore!

I’ve never thought that my best friend (I don’t even know if I still have the right to call him like this) would make me cry someday. But he did. I’m not angry at him. Life sucks and that’s it! Everyone goes his own way and meets new people and that’s great, there’s nothing greater actually… but on the other hand, you may lose a lot. As far as I’m concerned, there was and there still is no one more important to me than my best friend, but everything’s gone in a few minutes…

One day you think that you’ll always have this one person who will always be there for you, no matter what, who is not like your other friends, and another day everything simply crumbles… You don’t feel anything anymore and above all you don’t want to feel anything (at least I don’t) because nothing makes sense anymore! I started wondering if I had made the right choices or not. When I think about it, I would say that leaving home brought me a lot and now I’m just doing what I’ve always dreamt of doing, but leaving home also made me lose my best friend… So, was it worth leaving then? I don’t know, I really don’t… and regarding the way I’m feeling right now, crumbled, devastated, broken down, lonely… I truly doubt about it.

And please, don’t try to tell me that everything’s going to be alright, that time will make its magic because it won’t. I haven’t seen him for more than 3 years now, so I have already been feeling low, but I believed what one says “Side by side or miles apart, best friends are together if only by heart”. Apparently I was wrong, I shouldn’t have believed that. And now it simply… hurts.

But keep holding on to what you love & enjoy the ride of life anyway, guys.


PS : I miss you T.