We try so hard to hide those parts of ourselves we find unbecoming. For if they knew...
But sometimes--most times?--life wears away the facade and reality peers out: just a hint at first and then full on. So we have a choice: we can dutifully maintain the facade, reapplying the latest hue, or we can bare our souls, hoping no one laughs and points or turns a face in horror.
Now, where's that paint bucket?
But sometimes--most times?--life wears away the facade and reality peers out: just a hint at first and then full on. So we have a choice: we can dutifully maintain the facade, reapplying the latest hue, or we can bare our souls, hoping no one laughs and points or turns a face in horror.
Now, where's that paint bucket?
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