im suddenly reminded of maamhuda.
and the note she wrote to me for pop.
something about how we're not robots,
and should all feel something.

what difference does it make when there's only one feeling present?
no matter how much you try to laugh or smile,
that same emotion is all that you can feel.
you can look happy,
hell you can really laugh out and feel amused,
but sooner or later,
that same emotion is once again lurking there.
like a bad dream you cant shake off,
like a sore you cant get rid of.
it lingers.

how much different is that from a robot?
in my book, not very much.
10:02 PM
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