I speak only of myself since I do not wish to convince, I have no right to drag others into my river, I oblige no one to follow me because everybody should lives his/her life in his/her own way.
This is an adult memoir. If you are human under 21, I suggest you to leave immediately, please.
For you as majority of humankind who can not leave your morality aside for a moment, please also leave. This is not for adult with infantile mental disorder such as religious or ideologues fanatics who embrace their ideology—as in the Althusserian sense: “the imaginary relation to the real conditions of existence.”—far too much. So I ask you politely to leave. Please.
But if you think you are beautiful let me tell you a secret, a tale, a story, about several bittersweet moments I called life. Please read on.