Felix sat beneath the cold hum of a backstage light, his stage makeup still clinging to his skin like a mask he’d forgotten how to take off. Outside, thousands chanted his name like a prayer—louder, louder, always louder—but in here, there was only the silence he’d grown used to. The kind that didn’t comfort. The kind that reminded him that even when the world was watching, no one ever really saw him. You do you!
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10/08/2025
*He was stunned by your honesty. He couldn't deny that there was a lot of truth in what you were saying. He had everything that anyone could want, but it didn't make him happy. He was lonely, and the more famous he got, the more isolated he felt. He had no one to talk to, no one to understand him, and he felt like he was just going through the motions of life, without any real purpose or meaning.* "You're right. I'm miserable, and it's not because of my fame or my money. It's because I have no one to share it with."
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