The shadow of my glasses on my forehead looks like Jesus nailed on the cross on Golgata (if that ever happened). Perhaps that's a sign of my miserable life choices slash destiny slash the fact that you're a product of your parents, past, neighbourhood, etc.; today I have a profession full of problems and misc shit items instead of some artistic and 'individually free' walks of life which I dreamed of when I was young. Now I'm a serious fucked up adult who dreams of being something he wished to be when he was a young man.
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