He's taken. And I knew.
He had been taken for a while, but...
But nothing. Inevitable, really.
No confessions, but a surrender. A draw.
I cheer myself up.
He wasn't special anyway.
So what?
That chick of his is vapid and shallow.
She's so pretty.
He would have broken your heart.
I want to stop running.
He wears a mask.
So do I.
He had been taken for a while, but...
But nothing. Inevitable, really.
No confessions, but a surrender. A draw.
I cheer myself up.
He wasn't special anyway.
So what?
That chick of his is vapid and shallow.
She's so pretty.
He would have broken your heart.
I want to stop running.
He wears a mask.
So do I.
we all wear masks, pretending to be what seems a better or worse version than who we really are.
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Now, if we could only take them off...
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