::: wondering. and wandering:::
but I wonder.
but I wonder why.
but I chedi: because I have always denied?
and above all: what the fuck am I doing still here? property. useless. tired. with a person who by nature is unable to appreciate the days that he lives. every moment more at risk of losing this ability too. property. useless. tired.
> This is my attachment to life with tooth and nail, even if it sucks
're a little stupid. if only I let you drag, like everyone else. this must be normal, no? because it works well, I mean.
> The job interview went well.
course yes. for the other party. it's nice to know that there is always someone ready to exploit you, not true?
> Projects artistic / creative proceed, not always smoothly, but progressing.
reason you would, you know? if only there was time for all this shit. found a real job, by God. you do not realize that you suck?
> I see that there will be a good monetary perspective.
ehhh no no no. you are guaranteed happy sharing, cultural exchange and perhaps advertising here. not pennies. money is a bad thing for people, not the artists who, like us, are against the system.
> All I want is a normal life, a normal house, a normal job.
crap. stop using drugs.
> Instead, the truth is that I can be all that I, myself, for example.
big deal, honey.
> Look, I feel satisfied.
fuck I can send instant or should I wait five minutes?
when I get back in my old house an air of sanity that is not here. at least there was someone that I broke my balls. because basically I do not need to be justified, nor coddled. I need me to break my balls. and it is time to admit that yes, I fucked up to leave.
this is the Land of Toys, ladies and gentlemen. do not worry about tomorrow, here there is no time to cry. here you can not mess with, nor be sad, because the children found there could be injured.
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In two days will be my birthday. Twenty years
thrown in the toilet. This attack
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