Illusion
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It doesn’t matter how many times you spoke to me with respect and in a polite tone. It doesn’t matter how many times you smiled and cared. It doesn’t matter how many friends you made and won over. It really doesn’t fucking matter.
Your good reputation came crumbling down the second your illusion faltered. A glimpse of the real you came through and destroyed your months of hard work.
We all heard that snide tone. We all saw that sneer on your lips. Every single one of us. And we will never look at you the same again.
Your good reputation came crumbling down the second your illusion faltered. A glimpse of the real you came through and destroyed your months of hard work.
We all heard that snide tone. We all saw that sneer on your lips. Every single one of us. And we will never look at you the same again.
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Prompt: It takes many good deeds to build a good reputation, and only one bad one to lose it.