For one who collects them, has made some, and admires masks in the extreme, I grow weary of people who wear them for no other reason but to hide their ugliness. I neither support nor appreciate dishonesty, nor can I abide by it in the manner in which I was forced when working for BMG. If you can't be up front with me about things, if you can't be
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As a rule, I don't tell everyone about every fault I have. I'm pretty honest about what is wrong with me, and if asked directly you'll get more than you bargained for. However I also don't feel like everyone needs to know everything about me. The only people I actively "hide" things from is my family, because they don't want to hear it. I've tried, but I've always found that whenever I've said "Hey, I have this issue..." that eyes glaze over and the ears close. Sad isn't it?
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however, while i might be unable to express my thoughts on this matter with words, i can tell you what colors it made me think of, and the feeling it gave me.
grimy, cold, like dirty snow in a city street. a snottish, brownish green like pond scum... the dreary gray of clouds in the dead of winter, with no promise of snow to come.
im sorry.
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((Tin))
As far as can be determined, I have never been in the malfunction line. I am functioning smoothly and perfectly in accordance with the function I was designed to fulfill.
Unfortunately, as I have also never been in the Manual for Use nor the Operator Instruction lines, we have no way of determining confidently precisely what my intended function -is-.
...and there's nothing under my mask.
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