Sometimes I feel like I've lived a thousand lives and all their weight smashed my backbone and glued my belly to the floor, almost drowning me, buring me alive six feet under before time.
When you don't have a childhood you don't learn how to have fun, how to be joyful and happy. Instead, you grow up thinking that you're a sad person, just like there are happy people.
I have a genetical monster inheritance in me that piles up anger, hate and violence, and so much despair and vice, and so much pain and neediness and destruction, from all the generations behind me.
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