The formality of the relationship and all those reverential obligations derived from this is something that always puzzled me. The honor that runs in the same blood that beats in different hearts, demeaning the defense of the home, the incestuous love between cousins \u200b\u200bwho share the same last name, I thought the timely sipping green tea, as is often heard, how often is this?
the catharsis of my feelings, my dear, for a formal requirement, parents are gently expelled (as if they were pieces of shit soft ones, those that do not hurt, the kind that make you exclaim, "oh that good crap! ") because they do not contribute to my growth psycho-criticism, but are limiting in their uselessness.
Capita transparency of my devotion, which manifests itself mainly at Christmas and Easter greetings, I also realized that this is necessary to concedesi the juicy texture of the glycemic quiet life. We must live peacefully the relationship with the nefarious relatives that a popular saying has it that slimy, creeping, silent and dangerous, and snakes, the relatives as You-Know-Who , He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named or Dark Lord, Voldemort short. Nose and smells associated with Voldemort. The family is not because it must be so, but because it has to overwhelm you and mend, fry and drain, hold and leave you. My family and I are selfish, selfish, I decided: remembering the shit up above, I also bleed with false as they were redundant too flowery petals of a rose; cast away those snakes from the branches of my family tree I try with fragrant fruit of hypocrisy.
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