When I was forty or fifty years old, I would have laughed at my now twenty-seven or eight-year-old self, how could I have so many, stupid, incomprehensible, absurd ideas 💡 at this moment, but all this
When I was forty or fifty years old, I would have laughed at my twenty-seven or eight-year-old self, how could I have so many, stupid, incomprehensible, absurd ideas 💡 at this moment, but these are all afterthoughts, and I always believe in this idea, and in order to save my current dimensional way, I am the only god.
"Tomorrow I look at yesterday's me, just as today I see yesterday's me"