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To think that you are a part of something that has everything that what people call nowadays as privilege is something you should be thankful for. The life that has provide people with opportunities that can sometimes be unfair to certain people but overly nice towards some. You ought to think you are in the frame of cinematic life of a character that often encountered numerous adventures and you always find yourself in peace when you can feel pain and numb. The thoughts of being vulnerable and unable to breathe the air that is clogging your sanity as you try your possible not to be senile. Living his days and not being able to express his thoughts has made, Bleu feels as if his doesn’t belong to any group of people because he often sees the reality as scenes in the movies and he never really grasp the idea of reality and only lives in the idea of imagination. Bleu never seems to care about the things he often thinks and he is a one fucked up kid who is carving his path to the depths of nothingness bringing his torch of hopes and possibilities. Bleu never seem to care about him getting hurt just to provide the shelter that he often covers so people around him are happy. The idea behind this was, he never really believes that he is a part of someone who sees him as an equal human being. It is tiring for Bleu to live his life not being himself. He starts to to be negligible by drinking too much, religion that he holds is now just an idea that he portrays to people if it needs so. he never really thinks sex should be done after he gets married. so he sees his own self to people whom he considered are worth of the taste of him. Bleu never really thinks of himself as a potential mate because little that everyone knows, he is incapable to loving a person because of trust issues. Doesn’t matter how hard he tries, he fails, big time. he knows he needs attentions but he can’t possibly get a hold on the idea of being jealous all the time. Little that he knows, he is losing himself by giving parts of his soul and entity to others who engulf his identity and ripped them apart and threw them into the disparity of the void. Bleu has always been living his live imitating people whom he likes and tries his best to be like them because he has lost his identity the character that was supposed to make him as Bleu. g.