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Tu nous as quitté le 23 septembre sans même qu'on ai le temps de s'en rendre compte.
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rquoi est-ce que tu as fait ça? Tu nous manques! Tu nous manques trop! Pourquoi est-ce que tu as sauté? Ca t'a servit à quoi à part faire pleurer les gens qui t'aiment? On a tous encore plein de choses à te dire...

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# Online seit Donnerstag, 24. November, 2005 um 05:15

Geändert am Dienstag, 12. Juni, 2007 um 07:29

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que tu sois, j'esre que tu m'entends quand je te dis que tu me manque plus que tout au monde et que j'ai énorment besoin de toi, de te revoir. C'est du haut de ce timent que tu t'es jee avec Marion, le 23 septembre 2005 et que tu m'as chiré le coeur. Je voudrais revenir 3 ans en arrière pour revivre tous les bons moments qu'on a passé ensemble... mais c'est impossible.

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Vivi

# Online seit Donnerstag, 24. November, 2005 um 07:38

Geändert am Dienstag, 12. Juni, 2007 um 07:29

Photo de Vizinie et moi

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# Online seit Donnerstag, 24. November, 2005 um 08:01

Geändert am Dienstag, 12. Juni, 2007 um 11:21

Vivi

Virginie...
Aujourd'hui ça fait deux moi que notre Vivi a mit fin à ses jours. Je me souviens encore de la première fois que je l'ai rencontrée. Vous vous en fichez surement mais sachez que j'en ai rien à faire ! Car ma tite Vivi je l'adorais et que quoi que vous puissiez dire sur elle, vous ne méritez pas d'être pris en compte car vous ne la connaissiez pas.
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lle avait des raisons pour faire cet acte, bien que ce n'était pas la meilleure manière, elle a préféré choisir celle-là. Je ne lui en tient pas rigueur pour ça car elle a juste voulu ne plus jamais souffrir, même si, elle avait promis de ne pas le faire. A un moment, on s'en fiche des promesses, on s'en fiche de tout, c'est sans doute ce qui lui est arrivé. Nous ne le saurons jamais, car toutes les réponses à nos questions, elles les ont emportées loin, là où personne ne pourra les trouver.
Souvent je pense à elle, et je me demande ce qu'elle ferait en ce moment, si elle serait encore ici. Je me demande aussi pourquoi elle a préfé sauté plutôt que l'affrontement ? Mais surtout, ce qu'elle a prononcé en dernier. Voyant le sol se rapporcher, leurs yeux se fermer et leurs corps s'écraser est pour moi uneali qui aura toujours du mal à rentrer dans ma tête.
Est-ce qu'elle a penà nous ? Est-ce qu'elle voulait vraiment le faire ?
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utes ces questions qui resteront à jamais sans réponses. Tout ce mystère me donnent le tournis. Parfois j'aimerais crier à quel point elle me manque.
Quand je vais sur sa tombe, je suis contente de voir qu'elle est bien fleurie, bien décorée. Ca prouve que beaucoup de gens tenaient à elle et qu'elle se trompait en disant que personne ne l'aimait. Si seulement j'aurais pu faire quelque chose pour l'aider, mais je n'en ai pas eu le temps. Aujourd'hui je suis, impuissante face à ta mort et je n'ai qu'un chose à te dire : Vivi tu me manque !!

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Geändert am Donnerstag, 16. August, 2007 um 08:59

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