Do you ever look at a picture of yourself, and see a stanger in the backround ?
Doesn't it make you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you ?
How many moments of other people's lives have we been in or were we there when their dreams died ?
Did we keep on trying to get in as if we were somehow destined to be there or did the shot take us by surprise ?
Just think you could be a big part of someone else's life and not even know it...
[ Je vous explique même pas, que le gros tas en doudoune, c'est moi... Qui essayais tant bien que mal d'écrire son prénom -_-"... ]
