Do we who are born after 85 still have youth? Is there still a need to struggle and strive for it?
I am just an ordinary person, not a rich second generation, but I have experienced all kinds of life, separation and death. I thought I knew what I needed, but after a few twists and turns, I found myself back where I was. Human desires are truly terrifying, and all those happy endings only exist in novels and TV series.
Motto: We can't afford to waste youth
