As a happy, cute boy, all that mattered was contacting and kissing girls. My father was evil and envious. He was hard and humiliated me in front of humans; that caused my mental illness, and the boys bullied me. They lacked love. These humans are evil, selfish, and power-hungry. They want to be considered amazing and loving. They are not, and they fear contacting women, being rejected, and feeling tiny. It was lost on me. None were loving, dared to step in, and helped me. I felt baffled, afraid, and frustrated. Nothing was wrong with what I did. I contacted girls and kissed them; I'm just cute, honest, and loving. To save me from harm, I bury my anxiety. A deep depression hit me, given my happy personality, humor, and social nature. Its reason eluded me. They were too busy talking about work to reveal me the truth or explain how I had to conquer anxiety when I sought help. After a challenging and hopeless journey, I eventually emerged as a pensioner and achieved freedom in my forties. Humans aren't who they seem; they're evil, selfish, and false, I've learned. Since being evil and false shouldn't draw attention, I made a smiley face in the background and wrote fake looks to make this point. The gold eyes show a fear when looking at women. I am sick of people who are unloving and harm me if I do not conform to their ideals. I've got feelings like any other human being. The use of tribal patterns, flowers, hearts, and keywords favors a life that is straightforward, honest, calm, loving, and harmonious. It also stands in opposition to humans who are false, selfish, power-hungry, and evil. The rest is second to my wish to be free and happy, to kiss again, and to have sex with women.

Artwork Size & Ink Base:

Size: 70 X 50 cm.

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