Scanning me-while entering-, makes me angry, you are no better than clowns. If "I-m" a clown, died one, accept it.
I want to tell you something that is not ready for you to comprehend.
I had an awfull year…
So fucking awful, full of pain and anger, that you'll understand after…..
At the end, the rod inside me -I know it is very hard to believe-, when nights came, they din;t let me sleep….woke from my bad angry, smashing things @ & start drinking, even that was not my intention, just to "kill my brain" and not be angry of shit life