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Rating: Finally, little sezzy has grown up and become a man, he still delights in thinking that the whole world behind him is made up of crazies, and he enjoys seeing the people who pass in front of him, each with their problems and experiences but above all their laloromente.
Sezzy has lost his mind; he roams the city searching for something he doesn't even know, he no longer has any attraction to the female sex, already at eighteen he doesn't want to repeat jokes and kid stuff anymore, he no longer tells lies to earn a kiss, he no longer expresses feelings.
Am I the crazy one, or have I sunk into a nightmare where most of the people around me are fucking stupid?? There couldn't be a better song for my eighteenth birthday, November 27th, here comes the frequently recurring, boring, charming, frightening moment of my so chilling 18 years, lived with all the wildness of sensations, nonsense, hospitals, fights, music, friends, girls, time-wasting, and debaser.
And the soundtrack could only be one of the most beautiful songs ever written, a surge of madness splashed in the face of reality, an out-of-form, styleless curse, with lyrics that mean absolutely nothing, but that's the beauty of it, now normality is madness, and madness is normality. There are people who beg me not to be found, but by now they have already found me, or maybe I have found myself, in the middle of the path of my life I found myself in a dark site whose history was now lost... and so begins this great infinite journey that I am taking part in with you...
So, if you have it, turn this song up to the max, close your eyes and imagine yourself being who you've always wanted to be, and live these moments as if they were your last because sooner or later they find us all, I still wonder where my mind is, maybe I lost it a long time ago or maybe it's still growing, when among the lines of this review I will read distorted and ugly words again, it will be okay with me... because now I'm grown up...
And now another year on my shoulders, another Christmas with no one around, another lunch at home alone, more abnormal masturbations, more anxieties that will torment me at night, more sweat that will freeze on my back, another sinusitis that won't let me breathe, more hatred growing inside me, more marks visible on the outside, more words never spoken, more outings with girls just to say I have a clear conscience, yet unable to find the right person, someone who, like me, is crazy, crazy enough to understand why I no longer like this world, and crazy enough not to hate my flaws.
That's how life goes, the Pixies taught us, now keep it to yourselves and cherish it because the experiences that shape you are the negative ones and not positive ones, one last thanks goes to my mother, my father, my sister, and all the people who even for a second valued me, who did not see me just as an ironic debaser icon, but who with me managed to grasp the nuances of truth that were in my character, who managed to bring out the true sezzy, who will now go to sleep proud of his name and of the people who will read this review....
WHOEVER GIVES ONE IS CRAZY...... LIKE ME... HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEZZY
DED TO: 27. 11. 88 27. 11. 06 SEXY IS STILL BORING, STILL DOING NOTHING, STILL A STUDENT, STILL REMAINED, AND STILL ALIVE...
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