you’re okay with other broken families. with drunkards. with too much smoking. and gambling. and debts. and brothers / cousins / nephews with their oh-so many mistresses. and children without mothers / fathers. with environmentally irresponsible fucktards.
you’re okay with illegal businesses. you’re okay with corrupt businessmen and politicians. you’re okay with gaining money the wrong way as long as you’re spending it with the church and family. (repeat) you’re okay with drinking as long as it’s done with family and friends.
you’re okay with your own brothers and sisters leading their own fucked up lives.
what you’re not okay with is me. just because i lead my life the way i want it to be, according to what i believe, you push me away. you want me to think and act like you. i cannot. i will not. i will never.
i haven’t even tried to sway off and be one of the usual suspects. yet you still doubt me.
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