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My mom is yelling at my brother and I overheard this.
- Mom: GO TO YOUR ROOM
- Brother: that's not fair
- Mom: DO AS I SAY.
- Brother: You never send Lizzie to her room when she's in trouble!!
- Mom: Lizzie never leaves her room. If she were in trouble I'd make her sit in the living room or go outside or talk to human beings.
- Me: I CAN HEAR YOU.
You know what’s kind of beautiful?
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
French being my main language, I actually had never thought about it this way. People say this too often here, without truly meaning it. It’s losing its meaning.
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My name's Caroline. I'm 17 but turning 18 in june. I live in a ridiculously small and complicated country called Belgium. (Chocolate&waffle! <3)
I fluently speak French so please, excuse my terrible mistakes in English.
My Tumblr may appear a bit depressing at some points. So sorry but I've been diagnosed with depression in January 2012. Don't be scared by that. I can be absolutely awkward and funny if I really like you. :)
I fluently speak French so please, excuse my terrible mistakes in English.
My Tumblr may appear a bit depressing at some points. So sorry but I've been diagnosed with depression in January 2012. Don't be scared by that. I can be absolutely awkward and funny if I really like you. :)
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