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Je fait des fic's et des concoure sur la série Bones
Je suis une grand fan de Bones
♥Merci a tous pour vos com's, vous visite pour depuis déjà plus d'un an♥
[...Faites que le rêve dévore votre vie, afin que votre vie ne dévore pas votre rêve...Il faut faire de la vie un rêve et faire d'un rêve une réalité...]
* Brennan & Booth *
L'apartement de Brennan ^^
V.O =>Temp: NO Bones no bones ! ... I am the second Bones.
V.F=> Temp: Pas os pas Bones
People say you only live once, but people are as wrong about that, as they are about everything. In the darkest moments before dawn a woman returns to her bed. What life is she leading? Is it the same life the woman was living half an hour ago? A day ago? A year ago? Who is this man? Do they lead separate lives, or is it a single life shared? A storm approaches and is still over the horizon, but there is lightning in the air. Are either of them aware of the gathering turbulence? Can they feel the crackling of electricity in the wind? Or are they only aware of the power they generate between themselves? the first hint of this storm is not a thunderclap. It is a knock .... You love someone, you open yourself up to suffering; that’s the sad truth. Maybe they’ll break your heart; maybe you’ll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way. Those are the risks. You see two people and think they belong together, but nothing happens, the thought of losing so much control over personal happiness is unbearable. That’s the burden. Like wings, they have weight, we feel that weight on out backs, but they are a burden that lifts us. Burdens that-allow us to fly...