the unmasking
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a mask is a perception, an idea of someone that lacks any depth at all. house would like to be able to say that masks are for cowards - perhaps he would if he was speaking to someone else - but the world is superficial. everyone wears a mask.
dedicated to john for the wonderful idea, and to sam for always hilsonating alongside me.
trigger warning: (prescription drug) addiction
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