TOSKOVAT ANARCHIST EXTRAIT DE MEMOIRE SPRAY 60ML

Today I remembered hypocrisy. They sell us love, faith, forgiveness, blessings, distractions, dreams. They sell anything if we are ready to buy it. If it's hard to say who "they" are, it could be because of us... Everything we ever wanted was everything. White-collar promises that children follow, a better tomorrow. Only if you work for it for every tomorrow. And I, waiting in the cold, the snow in my face, the rye in my pocket, hoping for answers for a different age. Society continues to die. And we killed it. How are we going to console ourselves, the murderers of all murderers?