i rememeber reading somewhere that we spend most of our lives pretending to be someone we can never be. i think there's some truth in it. cos it has something to do with the insecurities that we inevitably carry around, in large or small packages. its not so much about leaving a better impression in others. Rather, it's more like hiding behind a facade. tucking that inner self away, protected from the (intentional or unintentional) judgement of others and the disappointment when it is unraveled.
i guess we can never be as good as we'd like ourselves to be, can we?
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