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| Past and Present (Self-portrait) |
Growing up is painful. Not only because of growing pain or that confusing time of not knowing where to go or who to be(come). Being an adult is painful. Not only because of all the responsibilities and stuff that is expected from you and the limitations and boundaries that you're not really able to escape from.
As a child, I wished for growing up fast. So that I could do whatever I wanted and not being caught in this shithole called my childhood anymore. So that I could escape and spread my wings. Like most kids do, I guess.
Now that I'm all grown up, it pains me to look back. To look at who I was, what has been, what has happened, what that all did to ...
