The thing that sucks about pulling the mask off of your emotions is you often discover things you really don't want to discover. Sometimes, it's enlightening and you can get all positive vibes shit off that. Other times, it's like staring at your reflection for hours without blinking until you literally memorize every fucking flaw on your ugly face. Then, there are times where it's a unique combo of the latter and just straight up utter confusion. Maybe that's a sweet spot for an emotional sadist. Hell, maybe it's a sweet spot for me and I just don't know it yet. I'm open to possibilities, but right now, it just kinda sucks.
And that ends my coherent thoughts on the vague matter. The remaining is only gibberish that isn't really coming from the brain at all.
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