Little voice in my head says:
‘real men drink tobasco sauce.’
I do not like this feeling.
The feeling of distance. The feeling of drifting away from people you care about.
Feels like I don’t know about them anymore and vice versa. It’s not just the lack of topics to talk about that bothers me, it’s more of the…whole thing.
Then again, I could be thinking too much. But I still can’t shake off this feeling.
FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL.
No, that’s not me under that mask. The body is though. LOL
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