PlumaFirme_
I don't have answers - just questions. About love, worth, masks, and why people try so hard. I don't know what this is. It's just what it feels like to be me, which I'm not even sure who "me" is. Maybe this is a part of you too.
If you ever felt different in some way but couldn't figure it out, if you ever wondered about the small things or big things. Then maybe you might connect to some part of this.