I don't like the person I am.
I could explode with abundance of words and phrases to describe, explain, exemplify my mischief, but ... on the other hand there is nothing anymore to tell.
Numb. Marble. Dull.
I write as much as it pleases me. I write about what is currently on my mind. Und ich werde auch auf Deutsch schreiben, je nach Motivations- und Gefühlslage.
I do not demand anyone to read or care about this , for it is my SYMPHONY OF A MASTERMIND OF TRIVIALITY.
Yeah, I came up with that!
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