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𝒳𝐼𝐼. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑊𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙, 𝐷𝑦𝑠𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑌𝑜𝑢
We all live to love, we all fall apart. We all march to war for the broken-hearted. But instead, we grow condescending.There are no happy endings. And in the face of that truth, I turn to you.
I won’t hold my breath, I won’t doubt, I’ll never sell you out. But I’ll give one last chance because you are neither a god nor a poet.
And the story goes on: go and be your dysfunctional self. Life is too short to play someone else. Because normality is only a trap, yet you haven’t gone too far to return. Go and be unpredictable, smash the glass while it’s half full. The audience has waited all this time, but you rehearsed well and know your lines. Introduce them to the brilliant, dysfunctional you.
This is not a confession, nor a plea. This is a manifesto. A reminder that flaw is not weakness, it is art.
The cracks in the mask, the tremor in the voice, the improvisation when the script fails. These are the moments that make us real.Normality is a cage. Dysfunction is freedom. And freedom is the only stage worth standing on.
Raise the curtain. Let the audience see you stumble, laugh, rage, and shine.
Because the world doesn’t need another polished mask. It needs your raw, unpredictable version.
In the end, introduce them to the brilliant, dysfunctional you.Show spoiler
Posted 12/9/2025, 11:00 AM