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All the bitterness may God wash away from me. You just kept me in an illusion of "fame"and "beng important or loved". I never was. I was just kept as a pet, like so many other "famous"people are... to be observed, robbed, adored, hated. For a short time.

You gave me that time. You made me feel important for a little while. Or like something I draw or do matters.

But I did not know you are priming me for something.

I changed my view of you, permanently.

There is the hours of hard work, years of sacrifice and sweat and tears that you never seen - because there is my life outside the internet and a life before I met you - you just see someone doing well with art and assume that they have easier life than you in all aspects. I put lot of hard work into my art, learning on my own.

If I didn't put in the work and sacrifice... you wouldn't be there to see what I do.

Some days, it gets so obvious how you played me, that I keep thinking about the moments when I could have protected my self instead of you.

You are not god. You are not all powerful. And one day, you might regret at least something about this. Maybe. And maybe not. Eitherway is fine. That will be part of your life story...and not have to do with mine anymore.

Picture Inspired by a ridiculous montage from Australian beach, that was significant in the past. It is funny how it was just a montage.... not an actual real photo... It is somehow a relief. Even that was just an illusion.

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All the bitterness may God wash away from me. You just kept me in an illusion of "fame"and "beng important or loved". I never was. I was just kept as a pet, like so many other "famous"people are... to be observed, robbed, adored, hated. For a short time.

You gave me that time. You made me feel important for a little while. Or like something I draw or do matters.

But I did not know you are priming me for something.

I changed my view of you, permanently.

There is the hours of hard work, years of sacrifice and sweat and tears that you never seen - because there is my life outside the internet and a life before I met you - you just see someone doing well with art and assume that they have easier life than you in all aspects. I put lot of hard work into my art, learning on my own.

If I didn't put in the work and sacrifice... you wouldn't be there to see what I do.

Some days, it gets so obvious how you played me, that I keep thinking about the moments when I could have protected my self instead of you.

You are not god. You are not all powerful. And one day, you might regret at least something about this. Maybe. And maybe not. Eitherway is fine. That will be part of your life story...and not have to do with mine anymore.

Picture Inspired by a ridiculous montage from Australian beach, that was significant in the past. It is funny how it was just a montage.... not an actual real photo... It is somehow a relief. Even that was just an illusion.