humble pie a la mode

Fake humility is a lovely stranglehold. She’ll pull you onto the dance floor, whispering “you only want attention” and smile sweetly as she squeezes, straightjackets, silences, shames. Humility, the real thing, ¬†grins and grooves to unforced rhythms, just giddy with the thrill of pouring out her heart like a box full of crayons She is…

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