*** “You make me crazy!”, - you said. “Yeah, baby, I do!”, - I answered… But….but I make crazy not only you, most of people all over the world are crazy by me. I wanna you to know why it’s so. It’s in such a way because I’m unique. And it doesn’t mean that I’m genius or too intelligent for all you (according to the words of one influential women, I’m foolish piece of shit), but it means that I’m incomprehensible. My body include two different people — two different souls — two different worlds. One of them is severe, greyhound, vicious. But another one — is frank, kind, helpful and lovely… And together they make me such as I am. But in spite of all these I hope that somewhere is a person (girl), who will understand, not fear and help me to change for better. May be I’ll fall in love with her, then we’ll create a family…and she will be made happy by me. Somebody has told that such a dangerous people as I had to be killed immediately. May be he (she) was right and I am not allowed to be a piece of this world…but in spite of this I think everything is done for better and I will be useful for the humanity in future… Yours forever, Michael Kuzyk …
(Excuse me for my mistakes because it’s very difficult to follow the grammar now…)