The only difference between you and I is how thick the masks are. Pull the strap and that magic is gone, that comfort is gone. All we're left with is ourselves. How much do you love yourself? How much do you hate yourself? How many thoughts go through your mind about your perceptions? What is your primary recognition of reality? Is there a reality or is there a home? Is there truly a vision or is there only an illusion?
I like this alot. Though from looking at each mask individually it looks like the bearer is holding the other two masks up. Most likely just my imagination though ^w^''
I like this alot. Though from looking at each mask individually it looks like the bearer is holding
