"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Ça va faire bientôt 10 ans que t’es parti, 10 ans que je pleure ton absence. C’est triste de se dire que j’ai passé plus de temps sans que tu sois là, mais la vie est injuste des fois, elle t’as enlevé à moi. Les histoires que tu inventais le soir avant que je dorme, tes câlins quand j’arrivais à l’aéroport, toutes ces petites choses que je ne vivrai plus jamais. J’espère que si après il y a quelque chose, que si tu peux me voir, tu es fier de moi, de qui je suis devenue. J’aurais aimé que tu sois là, pour me conseiller, m’aider, et même pour pouvoir te détester comme toutes les adolescentes. Mais je suis même pas sûre que j’aurais réussis, parce que t’étais un père formidable. Et quand je penses à toi, ce qui me fait le plus mal, c’est que je sais que jamais je ne te reverrai, que tu es parti et jamais tu ne reviendra. Je t’aime

I just want to thank you for being a great kuya to me and our other siblings. I really miss everything about you especially when you keep on reminding me to eat every meal. I miss watching volleyball games with you. Actually, I’m not the only one who really miss you, all of us(your family) miss you a lot. It’s been almost 2 yrs. since you left us, you’re not here with us physically, but we all know that you are still watching us and guiding us spiritually. We all love you kuya. I’ll keep every single thing you gave me. I love you. Until we meet again Kuya L.R.(Keempee).

Si je t’écris ces quelques lignes, c’est pour te dire que tu me manques. Tu nous manques. Ton sourire, ta présence réconfortante, tes remontrances, tes coups de gueules et de joies nous manquent. Depuis que tu as rejoins l’immensité, tu as laissé un grand vide dans ma vie. Pas un seul jour, où je ne pense pas à ta personne. Tu étais avant tout un grand-père formidable qui a fait de son mieux pour que ses quatre petits-fils et petite-fille deviennent de bonnes personnes. Quand toute la famille est réunie, il y aura à jamais une place vide, en tout honneur. Dans les moments les plus sombres, je ne peux m’empêcher de m’imaginer ce que tu ferais, ce que tu dirais, si t étais là. Cela fait maintenant un peu plus d’un an que tu nous a quitté et je pense que si tu pouvais nous voir, de là haut, tu serais fier. Fier de ce que nous sommes devenus. Fier de voir que malgré notre tristesse, nous nous effondrons pas et essayons d’accepter le fait accompli. J’espère que tout va bien pour toi en haut, avec Pépé. Sache en tout cas que, toute la famille, tes amis, ne ... Read more

Pépé, Je m’en veux tellement pour tout ce que je n’ai pas fait, un câlin, un cd, j’aurais dû te l’envoyer, je te l’avais promis, mais le temps est passé et j’ai oublié. Maintenant ça fait 5 ans que tu nous as quittés, ta voix et ton sourire seront à jamais dans ma mémoire. Tu nous manques à tous. On t’aime, Je t’aime.

Je te voyais chaque année, mais j’aurais tellement aimé mieux te connaître, ton sourire me manque, le souvenir que j’ai de toi assise à la table avec mes parents et Jipouille à refaire le monde reste gravé dans ma mémoire à jamais. Je prendrai soin de mon neuveu du mieux que je le peux. Jean-Patrique est fort, ton fils et entre de bonne main, tout ton entourage participera à son éducation, il grandira dans l’amour. Tu me manques tant, j’aurais voulu te connaître plus…

Também quero estar morta. Acho que não é algo que você se orgulha e muito menos algo que eu posso dizer “ei Kurt, quero ser como você.”. Mas sim, quero estar morta e logo estarei, por sinal. Daqui a exato um mês. Marquei essa data porque gosto do dia 21 de setembro e terei tempo o bastante para planejar. Mas hoje quase adiantei a data. Porque agosto é sempre o pior mês e o dia de hoje está pedindo a minha morte. Então vim para um canto escutar alguns gritos e acabei em Rape Me. Da pra sentir sua opressão à essa dor. Você queria estar como eu e se controlava para não gritar mais do que o necessário no refrão. Mas você queria gritar, queria jogar tudo pra fora como eu quero. Mas todas as minhas músicas controlam esse extinto, todas as que eu tenho na playlist. Eu só queria gritar e expulsar tudo de mim. Eu só quero estar morta. Pergunto se sentirão minha falta e todos concordam e dizem que ficariam magoados comigo. Mas acho que já cansei de me importar com todos os outros. Porque ninguém vive por mim e está insuportável. Só quero que entendam e me perdoem ... Read more

I really miss you more than everything, but with the nostalgia I gained the confidence to believe I don’t need you to live. You taught me many things, especially to believe in me, believe I’m extremely beautiful, extremely capable, extremely hot, that I shouldn’t surrender to anyone, should I just do what I want to do, even if they insist too much, but I surrendered myself to you, I ruined my life because of you, and who now suffer is me, those who suffer the consequences of our mistakes is me. You ruined many things, but you fixed many things too, you healed my wrists, you ended up with my shame of my body, you were the first, and to you I surrender myself again. If I told anyone what you did to me, and then told what still feel for you, they would call me crazy, but I can not do anything if you stole my heart and led him to where ever you are.

I’ve listened to your songs all throughout high school. I came to know about you through a friend of mine who would constantly run through the halls singing “Come as You are”. Who would have known that a teenage girl like me would fall in love with your voice. Junior year was a hard year for me. I had the pressure of school, being the only girl in the family, my family, and trying to decide on my future. I knew that you wherent really happy here. Just like I was. That day I slit my wrists I thought about you. I though about what your suicide letter said. I wasn’t going to leave one because unlike you I knew I didn’t matter to no one. No one needed me I was taking up space someone like my cousin could use. She always needed more space than I did. Why couldn’t I be her? Perfect with her perfect body and excellent grades and a high school sweetheart and that perfect smile. Feeling my warm blood drip down my wrist I thought about all of that. I felt warm and you can say I felt happy. I didn’t expect for ... Read more

Recently, I listened to your song especially “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” which was recorded in 1939. That’s all for today.

When they called me and told me that you were dying I didn’t believe it, I couldn’t believe it. And a few hours later when they called me and told me you had gone, I have to tell I wanted to go with you, I couldn’t see a world without, because you were and you still are my everything. I lost the biggest part of me when you died. After your death I think I realized how sad, and probably depressed, I am. It’s so hard, it’s so painful, I can’t handle it. Love you so much..