We are animals. We have instincts.
I am a follower of instinct. Or so I try to be. I try, every day, to remove a prejudice that has been set upon me. By my parents. By my friends. By my school. By the Media.
I try not to be formatted in a pavlonian way by the publicity that surrounds me everywhere I go.
I fail everyday. But I get that little bit closer.
I try to be as cynic as possible. I still fail. Diogenes would feel disapointed with me.
I am slowly realising that I need to undress myself of all the imposed social correctness I was exposed to since I was born...
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