Im Lio. Im 14 Y.O. I from France.

Yes, I know I'm naive, I know that my innocence is all you giggle. I know that my eyes shine a little too much. I know you all think I am a poor utopian dream that someone without a market. But I do not care, I do not intend to open my eyes, I prefer to remain afloat. I want to be in love secretly. I like to say that I'm not perfect, I'm unbearable, but I may be special. I want to jump in puddles. I want to be drunk, go to the toilet at night and lean against the wall laughing all alone in saying "I'm torn!". I want to send little notes in progress. I want to hear the snow crunches under my feet. I want to eat chocolate without counting calories. I want to take hundreds of photos. I want to attach myself to people who let me down, I want to feel pain, just a little, I feel alive. I want to make plans, I believe that the future is better than what we are told, I like to think that I shall escape the routine and that perhaps, I (we never know) a tiny a remote chance of being happy.