i don't know. title.

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we get sucked in a galaxy 

where every single move we make

every accumulation of words that we speak

is being processed, filtered 

examined by the eyes of social media

of society.

tyler the creator once said

'i'm a fucking walking paradox'

and it seems to fit in perfectly, nowadays.

society says `i accept you

but not quite`.

`it's okay to not be okay

but hey! don't be sad!

stop crying!

God,

you're so sensitive...

but that's a good thing

so don't worry!`

the thing is, we often talk about society

as this one individual person, identity

when, in reality, society means us

all of us

everything we do, or say.

so be careful

of how you put yourself out there

because, at the end of the day

you are your own person

and you've got your own back.




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