Monday, April 18, 2011

truth.

You could ink yourself until everyone knows all the things you love. You could wear uniforms that gave you all the authority in the world. Lose weight until there was nothing left. Cake makeup on your face. Suck in your gut. But in the dark, stripped down to your bones, all that remains is you.

so the question is...who are you?

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