when you think that happens, I did not realize that everything is finally available, for years I think only of myself, so it's okay to say that I change, others are so far away, I do understand anything about what they are, they protect themselves for failing to show what they are, me first and then we talk calmly to discuss nothing serious, it is a set of idiots who do are there only to then be in a happy light, but nothing compares with a source unfit for consumption, not just a little self-loathing that emerges by dint of lying, or rather an involuntary acceptance to participate in human logic, all this is tiring, I will wish to speak openly about what I feel, but I find it hard to penetrate the walls