You catch a glimpse of a famous jazz musician. While smoking a cigarette, he looks relaxed and cool. What matters is his superb, cool work, which he is truly valued for. To him, he is amazing and cool. The men's goal for success and fortune is women and great sex. Women find success and fortune hot in a flawless, evil, money-obsessed world, but he could be a selfish, power-hungry, human-hater who fears rejection and feels tiny if he contacts women. I largely keep myself from them.
My tyrant father was mean, selfish, determined, and fake; he treated me terribly and hard when I was a child. As a means of keeping me away from women, he set my mental illness and the onset of extreme fear and silence. None loved me, stopped him, nor taught me valuable lessons. All by myself. Anxiety, confusion, hurdles, and frustration swept upon life. False, greedy, evil guys who hated humans also bullied me due to it. To fit in, I am battling. When I noticed no one had ever been cute, loving, I retired early from a life of hardship and acute grief.
First, the lines that run from his highlighted eyes imply that he is not mentally ill; next, they show that he is afraid of hot women. Secondly, once I lay eyes on a hot woman, my mental illness kicks in. All we men want is women. I usually think it's nice to contact women since I adore humanity. I'm a cute, honest, and loving man. The tribal patterns and the words "fake look" and "be true" signify a life of ease, calm, and truth—a life where values of love, cuteness, and truth take priority above those of lying, success, evil, and prosperity. To live a life that is easy, calm, happy, and harmonic, all one needs is a heart full of love.
