Big tension.
Slow fast life. When i’m just try to live, i can’t. It’s so dangerous, i try to live but… Someone want’s to break it quickly… brake my pleasure, brake my wants, my needs to feel freedom, to breath freely.
But, i can’t do something to stop it, because is just one way for this people - death.
In our time, in russia - one way for them - die. Prison isn’t for me and i’m decided not to kill them.
If i was in head goverment i’m obviously do something with them. Something, that wil be usefull for people. or kill them.
