J'suis dans ma bulle, bulle, bulle
Oh shit, le shit, le shit, bulle
Sang sur l'pull, pull, pull, olala olala
Dégage ton boule, boule, boule
Oh shit, ton mal mon bien
Ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
Tout pour les miens
Ouais ouais ouais ouais ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
Le monde ou rien
Ouais ouais ouais ouais ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
Moi ça m'convient
Ouais ouais ouais ouais ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
Solo acoustic alternate take from the Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan sessions.
What you don’t know about: The Pacey/Joey/Dawson Triangle.
Kevin Williamson: “And then I kept thinking, one thing I’ve learned in my life is that my soulmate isn’t necessarily my romantic love. Joey chooses Pacey because her childish love for Dawson has given way to her grown-up love for Pacey.”
Everything’s getting shittier. My family forgetting my birthday just makes it more vivid.
The story always comes first – it’s paramount. A lot of actresses who I’ve worked with have said that this is a tricky age – you can’t quite do the coming of age roles anymore, or maybe you don’t want to, and nobody has seen you as a young woman yet. I’ve done a couple of biggish movies, but it was never down to exposure or money. People make different decisions regarding their work, for different reasons. I keep it as simple as I can.











































