Alexander Naitow. untitled (№ 234560)

Baby, you're not like everyone else. I say this confidently and honestly. I would say more, you can never be like everyone else. Even if very much want. Not worth whining snotty cuff: "Oh, the vulgar society is trying to break me and to assimilate others." Just remember once and for all - you. not so. all. And instead of depressing, passive scribble on slowly killing the inner isolation, starvation quest for identity and further down the list, open your eyes. Can substitute hand - collect most of those cockroaches that everyone has their own. You will see that we are all made from the same dough and the same fillings, but each one is involved in such individual proportions as the cake of humanity is fragmented into billions of different tastes and consistencies. Billions, you know? These billions and everything. And to be like everybody else - means to cover each of them. It means to become a God.