like sternocleidomastoid. never the diaphragm.
like oxygen in hemoglobin. easily displaced by carbon monoxide.
what if, the feeling of wanting to please the people around you and meet up to their expectations mould masks that you would put on all the time?
what if, when the masks are peeled off the face, layer by layer, and you realize that there's nothing underneath them anymore?
so what?
life goes on.
you still have to hand in your spc and cbp XD
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where are you now..? :)
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