I remember when it all started.
My family was very boring, they all had to pretend to be perfect, never liked me really much because I went out of their shape. I was always so bored, everything was the same, it was making me sick.
Being on your own all the time makes you think, right?
People are selfish. People love me and keep me only when I am useful. It's disgusting.
Everything was disgusting, the way people around me acted, it made me sick.
I was always so quiet, that made me observant.
That made me realize
That made me think
That made me who I am.
