Welcome to the masquerade. You say you know me, but which mask do you know? Do you know my mask of makeup, red lips, fake freckles, and long eyelashes, or do you know my mask of a fresh face? Either way, they're both masks—two pieces of two different puzzles. My lies activate the mask, and it doesn't go away until I trust you, truly. Isn't that the purpose of a mask? So welcome to life's masquerade, put on your favorite mask, and let's begin!
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My Thoughts In High School
RandomJust a collection of thoughts to get me through life, and hopefully will help you guys too! Note: I wrote this in my Freshman year (first year of high school in the United States), so the grammar is horrible, and it's cheesy, but I want to leave th...
