Every single person on this big and awful planet tell me that I'm a litle twisted. They tell coversations with me drive they insane, and again and again, it will continue forever... Every person who i knew told that I'm mad and hve a bad luck.
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Perhaps, it's true... but there are no eveidenecs. I'm just good friend and write bloody good stories about world that I see. All stories based on my vision and thoughts.
... It doesn't matter for me what others think, I just love to be myself everywhere and every time=)