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Nightmare. 악몽. It's so close to the devil, 악마. Sometimes I feel like one, able to reveal every dark thing about myself as long as I'm safe behind this mask. But the mask doesn't hide anything about me, truly. It protects me and allows me to be myself. It protects my privacy, my self-worth, my mental health. Being picked apart because of physical appearance...well, we all know what that's like.

The four of us came together from different situations, but we all had one thing in common. "53kg? Are you out of your mind, fatass?" Too heavy. "You really think you can be famous with the face you have now? Forget it." Too ugly. "The cream doesn't damage your skin, it just makes it prettier." Too tan. "You can't dance to save your life. Just go home. You're wasting my time." Failure. "Just one hour, okay? This is your ticket to debut, I promise!" Toy.

But not anymore. One by one, we'll expose them all, and show the world what authenticity really is. Real-life is not a pretty daydream, it is much darker than that. We are that darkness. We are obsession, abuse, death, addiction, depression, violation, and pain.

You might be wondering, "Why such a dark message? What about hope and positivity?" Such things don't exist once you've been chewed up and spit out of this industry. You have to create them, build yourself back up from scratch. That, too, is our message. Despite all the suffering, you can rise again. But you must find that balance between being swallowed by the ugly truth and being whisked away by a pretty lie...




First gif by @hopelesseaka on tumblr not sure about others but pls come forward if any of these are yours uwu

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