When I became an asshole.

I don’t really remember, I don’t even know how it happened, but I’ve realized that I became an asshole. Maybe it was the change of the country, or maybe I was already like this when I came, I still don’t know and I can’t explain it.

Sometimes we can not say who we are, until others say it. Now I know, well… I have a better idea, and the most accurate is that, because it was told to me. I can’t find any explanation, but it is the only feedback I have: I’m an asshole.

When did it happen?
Well, I don’t know.
Am I?
I don’t know.
Will I be?
Fuck! I don’t even know now what an asshole is.

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