Royal Blue is like a sad song we all intentionally put on when we feel bad in order to feel even worse. It’s a love letter to melancholy in all areas of life. Particularly love, because love is the one and only form of self-torment that humans choose to relive again and again. But people enjoy reading those melancholic poems about a tempting self-destructive love, a rudderless road trip through life, and a distinct sense of absolute confusion about one’s purpose in this universe. Read them just the way they were written - at 3 am, sitting on the floor next to an empty liquor glass and a full ashtray, questioning life choices and possibly listening to the cheesiest of love songs. This is poetry reminiscing about a love that has never been, places that no longer exist and a version of us that is long gone.
Royal Blue is like a sad song we all intentionally put on when we feel bad in order to feel even worse. It’s a love letter to melancholy in all areas of life. Particularly love, because love is the one and only form of self-torment that humans choose to relive again and again. But people enjoy reading those melancholic poems about a tempting self-destructive love, a rudderless road trip through life, and a distinct sense of absolute confusion about one’s purpose in this universe. Read them just the way they were written - at 3 am, sitting on the floor next to an empty liquor glass and a full ashtray, questioning life choices and possibly listening to the cheesiest of love songs. This is poetry reminiscing about a love that has never been, places that no longer exist and a version of us that is long gone.
Son trône de Président ne tient qu’à un fil. Elle est l’une des filles du club adverse. Et si l’interdit ne demandait qu’à être bravé ? Jiro, homme aussi énigmatique que sombre, chérit son trône du Japan Motors Club. Mais pour sauver sa peau, une mutinerie interne le contraint à fuir. Gravement blessé, il parvient à se réfugier chez les Devious Souls, dirigé par son jumeau Hiro. Soigné par India, jeune femme au tempérament de feu, il se remet doucement sur pied. Entre eux, c’est électrique, volcanique, interdit... mais surtout très dangereux. Attention, le Japan Motors Club veille, bien décidé à finir le travail, quitte à éliminer tous ceux et celles qui se mettront sur son chemin...
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