Girl, same. I walk around with my ironic detachment as armor, flirting with the dolls of Canal St. Regular. Regular. Just a horny guy craving a girlcock and a snarky comeback. The mask fits so well it’s practically my skin now. Who knows if the Regulars see the real me underneath, but at this point, does it even matter? Cheers to the masks we wear.
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@spitemagazine
i’m not even hungry. the food is so yummy i can’t wait to eat it. welcome to spite personas. i have been wearing this mask for so long that it feels like my real face now. i’m sure they would have liked to see it but i don’t know if they did. the only way to get through is through …