I love it I cry for it I laugh for it everthing from my heart ,every word in my mouse We can understand the fault but how? Time is pass but when? We try everything we could to be better better is not my choice ,is just a liar because there is no other way to go at all I choose to live alone for not harming anyone,but actually maybe I hurt myself
An unparalleled and incomparable look at how a stifling environment produces shared, learned behaviors and sometimes inescapable cycles of quiet suffering...