i don't run away from the fact that it messed me up.
and that i go on fapping on the photos of your very
aristocratic face. there's nothing actually to hide, m.
i failed great, being obvious from the beginning, huh?
you are my greatest failure, damn it.
yet, i keep the prayers to be answered.
as if i wasn't taught anything at all. never.
all the eternal experience is running to hell.
but you're not the one, who won in the end.
look at yourself and you will get why that is.
you're messed up not less than i am.
when the rules were changed, no one is to win.