“Free.”

My tyrannical father was cruel to me while I was a cute boy. Unknown to me, his wish was to impose a mental illness on me to isolate me from females. Nobody was there to support me, love me, or teach me anything. I was all alone. Also, I had no idea that I was the target of bullying just due to my beauty and mental illness. I gave them space and allowed them to do it. I changed myself to be free of it, but I lived hard and got really depressed and had no idea why. None has been cute and loving. I felt frustrated, afraid, and confused.

One sees tribal pattern and a calm Indian with ornate hairstyles, feathers in the hair, and facial paint. Free, tolerant, helpful, and calm is how I see them. I enjoy their liberated, straightforward, and calm way of life because they weren't subject to rules and could do as they pleased. The words suggest that you should live free and relaxed and be you like Indians, and that love is paramount, so I can be myself, happy, and intimate with women.

“Look And Be Yourself.”

History is frustrating: I kissed girls when I was a joyful child. My father was jealous. He became hard. My anxiety stemmed from feeling wrong no matter what I did or said. He wants me to stay away from women. My life became challenging; I faced bullying and felt fear when contacting or engaging in conversation. I hid my true self, attempting to avoid detection. The lack of love made me depressed!

With a plate inserted in her lip, earplugs, cozy blankets over her shoulders, and a headdress adorned with feathers and sticks, I have depicted a calm, tribal woman who looks different. However, the silver grid before her implies her imprisonment in the western world, devoid of love. Patterns like dots and zigzag lines symbolize a simple, calm, and liberated tribal life. Butterflies are wonderful and deserve attention and appreciation, just like cute humans. Frustration without love is the keyword. The eye circles indicate that I see ladies I want but feel hesitant and terrified of.

“Women On The Brain.”

As a cute child, girls occupied my thoughts. I didn't care about anything except kissing girls. I was afraid since my tyrant father forbade it and publicly humiliated and yelled at me to diagnose me with a mental disease. Love and life lessons were not his gifts to me. No one dared to stop him. Angry, irritated, and confused I was. My beauty, fear, and quietness made me an effortless target for their bullying. Since no one helped me, I changed a lot to fit in, but I lived a hard life, and I went through a serious case of depression.

Because of their stunning beauty, I created a superb African woman in my art. Despite her beauty, she can only be glimpsed in order to avoid paying too much attention to herself. I find them hard to seduce and satisfy. In turn, the butterfly on the shoulder brings me joy since it is cute, gentle, empathetic, loving, and honest. More love is the symbol of peace. The ladies are the central figures; without them, the entire world would come to a standstill.

“Living Mask”

A mean father led me to get a mental illness as a child. Because I kiss girls. Things got hard, annoying, and baffled. On top of that, they bullied me since I'm pretty. In the artwork, I play the role of a living mask who tries to fit in but who in turn suffers with severe depression. Life seemed awful and tricky, but early retirement came as a savior.

I suffer from anxiety, yet I'm sweet and honest. Men who aren't mentally ill but who lie, act cool, and wear a living mask annoy and frustrate me. They nurture desire from women who will reach out to them. They fear rejection, exhibit vulnerability, and experience feeling minor. But if you're cool, brave, and honest, women want you. It will make me happy because I'm sweet and don't like evil, lies, and fake folks.

As the hearts tell, I shall be rid of selfish, evil, power-hungry dweebs; cute folks bring me joy. Insects lead a courageous, cheerful, and humane life because they are free, uncomplicated, present, and authentic.

“LOVE II”

Cute little me used to kiss girls. My father's strictness silenced me and made me afraid no matter what I said or did. To keep me from doing it. I was the object of ridicule since this. Even if they are evil and seek power, I had to think they are empathetic and loving. With evil, they intend to make me afraid. I got no wisdom; it is about them and their joy. The world is the way it is due to that. I felt confused, frustrated, and afraid.

One can glimpse a tribal woman from Africa. Humans are evil, in my opinion. Tribal pattern covers her, and she wears bracelets and necklaces in addition to her unique headgear. There are few rules on how she acts, so she is free to be herself. Liberty, honesty, simplicity, and calm define her life.

True, simple, free, and calm are traits I adore as a cute human. Thus, I support cute humans who are empathetic and loving with hearts, flowers, and the words "cute" and "love." The birds and butterflies look unique; they live true, easy, calm, and free.

“Chill.”

As a cute kid, my mean father hurt me. To isolate me from women by inflicting a mental illness on me. None moved in to avert the threat. I felt a mix of fear, irritation, and confusion. Despite the ridicule and trying to fit in, I beat my major depression and survived an early pension.

With no love, harmony, and peace, life is inhuman. Since of society and women, I need to pull off it expertly and work hard and fast to get money. I can't be who I am and do what I want. Evil acts will come if I ignore the rules, both written and unwritten.

People who hate humans created the world; despite appearing to be good, they are evil.

An Indian chilling with a peace pipe and tribal pattern is shown. His life gives me joy since it is free, honest, simple, and calm. He is free to be himself and do as he wants, and being a free bird will bring me great joy. If the words and leaves for peace existed, I would be happy. To be human and to be with women, the love heart symbol is most vital to be happy.

“Native Americans.”

The story of the painting: As a cute kid, I loved kissing girls. All else was pointless. Yet, my tyrant father was hard on me to stop me. I didn't know he wishes me a mental illness. I was bullied for it, and I made an effort to fit in. I lived hard and suffered from a deep depression. I didn't know why. None helped me or taught me anything. I felt a mix of fear, frustration, and confusion.

Love makes life worth living. But without, it's perfectly hard.

I love the Native American way of life; it is free, easy, and calm. It was enough for them to go hunting and stay warm. Their tools were horses, feathers, fur, leather, and bows and arrows. They were good humans. True, kind, and real. White humans, who were tyrants and man-haters, brutally wiped them out so that their perfect, awful business could take over.

So, one sees a Native American performing a ghost dance to unite the living with the dead, to ward off the intrusion of white humans, and to bring harmony, peace, and prosperity among Native Americans.

“Do Not Judge.”

Contacting girls and kissing them was fun and nice when I was a cute, loving kid. My cruel father forbade it. No matter what I said or did, he grabbed me hard, yelled at me, bullied, and publicly judged me. He wants me to be quiet and afraid around women since of my mental disorder. He was uncaring to me. No one loved me, taught me valuable things, and dared to stop him. Totally by myself.

He led me down a dark path that was devoid of love and empathy, where I was constantly judged for feeling unworthy. Those who do it are complete dweebs; I have no idea what they're talking about. I lived frustrated, confused, and much trickier. Due to my fight with mental disorder, I was able to retire early, without knowing why.

A pretty tribal woman adorned with African jewelry seems in my dream artwork. Their lives in freedom, ease, and calm make me happy. Nothing beats the wonderful butterfly, words, and leaves that will bring me peace, love, and harmony and make me happy together with women.

“Lost Indian Tribes.”

The story is frustrating since, growing up with a strict father, I faced anxiety and a belief that people are evil, causing me to be reluctant and silent. Life was hard and stopped me from being who I am in a perfect world devoid of love. I suffered depression.

Whatever I see in my dreams is of Indians being calm, truthful, tolerant, and protective. All they did was hunt and keep warm as a reward for a humane, simple, calm, and humble life in freedom. They rode horses and used feathers, leather, wool, and bows and arrows, among other soft objects. I don't like that they were abruptly wiped off by merciless white people like my father while they were cozily sitting around a bonfire in their teepees and conversing quietly, kindly, and honestly with one another. In essence, the artwork depicts how people who have never been sweet and loving toward me treated me cruelly, even as a cute little child. I had no idea it was meant to keep me away from women so I could not love and please them.

“Anxiety.”

The tale reveals how I suffered abuse by a tyrannical father as a child, leading to social anxiety. No matter what I said or did, it was wrong. He expressed his desire for me to stop interacting with women. I had no idea about this. Life has not been easy. Bullying forced me to make changes. However, social anxiety made things difficult, and I developed severe depression.

Frustration, the absence of love, and the pursuit of perfection are the key words. Unnoticed, a tribal face emerges from behind it. I believe that humans are evil. A life of freedom, simplicity, tranquility, and self-expression surrounds tribal patterns and soaring birds. Hearts and sweet fish mean that the path to happiness lies in the company of sweet, loving human beings. The reason for the crosses is that without women and sex, I could as well be dead. Therefore, the painting represents my struggle against evil, my quest for freedom, and my longing for happiness with women, a desire I've had since I was a boy.

“Expression & Attention.”

An African man with a beanie and a cigarette hanging down from the corner of his mouth is shown. You know he's fearless and cool just by seeing him. He is not mentally ill. He wants attention to engage in sexual activity with women. But the world is full of power-hungry, evil, selfish men, and women are sought after and want cool, confident, and bold men, so that doesn't happen. He fears rejection and feeling minor. He reveals his untrue, selfish, evil, and power-hungry nature.

As a little cute boy, it was fun to play with girls and kiss them. However, I faced hard treatment at the hands of my fake, selfish, evil, and tyrant father. The fear of women he put in me led me to mental illness. Love and support were nil.

Thus, tribal patterns foster a freely simple and calm way of life. Those who are evil, unloving, and fake are the words and crosses against. Flowers and hearts strive for cute, honest, and loving things. Women, be wary of the amazing, cool graffiti in the background.

“The Skateboarder.”

Skateboarders fascinate me. They're pretty cool. Perform cool skateboard stunts, but I'm frustrated; my father mistreated me as a child. My social anxiety and fear of women were intended outcomes.

You can glimpse a cool, flying skateboarder so as not to be noticed. I think they are sought after by women, but it is not true; they are not cool, yet they are afraid to approach hot women. All that matters to them is that their cool attitude will attract hot women. Everything will come to a stop in the absence of women. Be cool, loving, and real when contacting women. As the keywords indicate, what ladies desire.

Women fear rejection and avoid contacting men. This is a man`s task. Women are desirable and do not need to perform this task. We need to focus on the wonderful butterflies and birds. They are similar to sweet humans who give love. Feathers represent a real, easy, calm life, much like that of the Indians. As the heart tells us, happiness requires choosing love.

“Peaceful.”

A calm, authentic indigenous man thickening on a branch in profile. He is free and can be himself. He leads a humane life in freedom, fearless, calm, and simple, much like animals. He's happy. He doesn't need to live my strict, conventional life, which is difficult, faultless, and complex. I suffer from a mental illness, but he has never experienced any form of trauma. His mind isn't racing with worry like mine is. His mind is at ease, fearless, with fewer thoughts.

My frustration stems from lovelessness and life complexity. Since anxiety controls my life and consumes my brain, I do not fit into the unrealistic, work-obsessed world.

My father's harsh treatment of me contributed to my childhood trauma and social anxiety. He didn't want me to love and enjoy women. I had no idea about this. I was ignorant and perplexed. None loved or supported me. I've learned that a good life is one that is simple, calm, and filled with cute, lovable humans. to be happy with women.

“Liberating.”

As a little cute boy, I kissed girls. My evil tyrant father opposed it. No matter what I did or said, he scolded me. He wants me to be suicidal. None helped, gave me useful lessons, or had the guts to intervene. All alone.

A startlingly decorated tribal African woman wants to be seen, admired, and seduced. Living freely brings her calm and simplicity. She is happy, tolerant, and honest. Many hard rules set by lying, egoist, evil, and power-hungry humans are not what she must obey. She is free to act along with her heart.

The wonderful butterfly on the ear, I equate with cute humans who are real, empathetic, and loving. The keywords are cute and liberating, evoking a sense of joy within me, something I actively support and value. The cool graffiti in the backdrop and on the face are frustrating because coolness appeals to women, but as a child, I suffered from a mental illness, which made my life hard, frustrating, and baffled, impeding my ability to develop, mature, and be cool.

“Ruthless Lover.”

My frustration of no love in my life is the story. Because of my ruthless father, who didn't want me to love and enjoy ladies, I suffered from social anxiety as a young child. Life got hard. I fell short. He led me down a dark path with ruthless lovers. They ridiculed me. I was cute and let them do it since I was clueless. Nobody was keen to help me or share life lessons. It has been best to stay away from them or make limits.

Ruthless lovers get a fuck finger from the cool guy with a smoke. Despite being untrue, he is a ruthless lover. What ladies desire is cool. Not all that women see is what they get. The butterfly on the finger is wonderful and drives out evil. I want to be the little witty, fearless figure in the center. Tribal art for a simple, calm life features the eagle head, swirls, lines, and dots. The printed text glued is for the truth. The art appreciates loving, cute humans, to banish evil, to be fearless and myself—happy and with women. Peace, Love, And Harmony.