Wednesday, February 26, 2025

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She’s hiding or afraid of something, maybe I know what. Maybe she’s afraid of being seen without the sparkle? Or afraid of being held when she’s not impressive? Even afraid of being truly known, because what if, when she finally stops performing, no one stays? What if, when the mask comes off, the love disappears? She has some sort of haunting fear, something that ties back to trust, to love, to something she wants. Probably love? I dunno, it's hard to read people...

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