driftingmarlin44 I used to be Banderas Antonio.
He's carving out his head at life size.
Someone dropped off a magazine for me.
I'm just walking down Fifth Avenue.
With a local and a clown.
My kid.
The ocean breeze is finally heading our way.
And her friend, the Statue of Liberty.
Man, Antonia is easy on the eyes.
Look, Liberty isn't just easy on the eyes.
It’s enough to drive anyone absolutely insane.
Alright, show me what you've got then.
If you've got the guts, prove it.
If you're actually man enough.
I take off the mask and it starts all over again.
Man, that stuff from the coast is something else.
We thought you were some kind of big shot.
What’s the deal with Antonio’s flags?
You're nothing.
I used to be Antonio Banderas.
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Milo-DijeteNone.
Just call me As.
I'm knocking on your door.
I'm checking you out.
I'm checking her out.
I won't be leashed.
More or less the same as always.
Just, the dog is cute.
The man is a scoundrel.
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Hey, none.
It's me.
Plush and stinky bear.
From the rooftop.
She dumped me.
So you found a guy.
Swapped it out for a vibrator.
The cat was itching.
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noneHaiku.
I love you so much.
Until I shut this forum down.
What an idiot.
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Mud.
We're all in this together.
none While we're still having fun.
When are we finally going to be done dealing with these loudmouths?
We’re setting the horns on the dragon itself.
Fine, let these boys sing then...
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Exhausting.Masks. Masks! Masks?
You people are completely out of your minds.
This isn't even fit for an elephant.
This whole pandemic situation.
Sports and culture sections are locked.
The bars are closed.
Online learning. Is it actually working?
Half of them are sleeping behind the camera.
Masks everywhere. It’s all just one big masquerade.
The clowns in the headquarters are putting on their usual show.
They drop new numbers every single day. It’s like they're running a damn lottery.
Let the people stay silent behind their paper shields.
Waiting patiently for that needle to hit.
Hoping to dodge illness is one thing. Actually doing it is another.
The tremors will settle down eventually.
They’ll probably get new chimneys.
Can we finally go back to attending parties like normal?
Ladies and gentlemen, an unforgettable performance.
This is nothing but a masquerade.
Puppet theater. Marionettes.
There’s nothing quite like being right there on that stage, center stage at the gala. It's an experience you just can't replicate.
Back in my own house again, without having to pay a single toll.
Start acting like real actors. Wear your masks convincingly.
Walk onto that stage with confidence.
Let the ground shake beneath you.
This is an absolute, total embarrassment.
There’s no reason to be nervous.
Don't worry, you won't be getting paid anyway.
Your little performance isn't worth a dime anyway.
Masks! Masks! Masks!
Let the stage shake!
Let those who haven't lost their minds yet finally snap.
Let the masquerade descend into total chaos. Let the madness take over.
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I don't know what you're talking about. A mask doesn't mean much.
It always matters who's doing the talking.
Paint or grease?
The one in power wins. Period.
No matter what they wear.
Or which piece did they pull?
Behind the mask.
It’s always the same old deck.
And when the hierarchy fails?
The problem is never small.
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Maria Wright62
A light cloud in the sky.
Everyone thinks I'm the bad guy.
That look on your faces.
I’m stretching myself out through all sorts of celestial shapes.
And you think I should care?
I'll lay it all out for you.
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Louise HayFor one moment, I was a mother.
Another fatal lady.
Just for you in bed and some laid-back vibes.
And in the kitchen, she’s the one who actually knows how to cook.
Fine work, truly.
The grass pulls at me all weekend long.
It's all just masks I wear.
But you see my true colors.
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AccaliaIf life is a dance, then it's a masquerade. _______________________
JoshuaThe woman I always wanted to be.
February 22nd. My enemies have me surrounded on all sides.
With the last of my strength, I struggle to subtract.
My fingers are stiff.
Slowly, my breath fails. Oxygen is leaving my lungs.
I subtract. I manage it, but with every movement, I feel consciousness slipping away.
A flash! I can't tell if I'm still alive, but I keep subtracting.
Another flash!
Suddenly, someone else is subtracting beside me. Is it a hallucination?
No! I see a masked woman with blonde hair, subtracting!
She’s surrounded too. She grabs my hands and tells me, "Hang on!"
"Get up! Subtract! Subtract, Josh!"
The enemies are slowly backing off. She drives them away, subtracting with a force unlike anything I've ever seen!
I ask her softly, "Who are you? Where did you come from, and why the mask?"
She says nothing. She just keeps subtracting!
The woman I always wanted to be!
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