It's okay to know that you're not special.
It's okay to coerce people into liking you by making yourself pitiable.
It's okay to wear a trenchcoat and carry a dozen masks with you at all times.
It's okay to be a part of the amorphous blob that is Everyone Else.
It's okay to have an abyss where your face should be.
It's okay to drop your identity in a puddle of dirty water and just walk away from it.
It's okay to never want to be yourself again.
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