Why is almost everyone of us create masks for living in the society? Is that a result of our fear to change ourselves? Or is it a testament for our inability to be ourselves, to live our own lives?
I don't know why, but I afraid of people. Is that a platitude shyness, or I just haven't adapted for real life - I don't know. But it's really difficult for me sometimes to communicate with people, really fucking terrible... I'm just a teenage from a greenhouse...
It's because of that fact, that i have thinked up my own life. But the life beyond the window isn't a dream (at least, it's really enough). It's more cruel, more prosaic, damn - it's another life!
В ритме 3 Doors Down - My world
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