No means no. No, I'm not talking about the band. Cool band, by the way. I'm talking about you and me.
My mother didn't caught the joke, of course. "Go to your aunt's house and do what I told you to do. And after that buy the onions in the market or I will beat the fuck out of you". She is talking seriously.
My math thesis lies dormant on the drawer. My dreams of being recognized with fifteen years old are a joke to them.
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