The Devil's Mask

Colours, make-up, masks, capes, costumes, sugar and the cover of night.
Halloween, the Devils Day, is the one night a year a girl can dress like a total slut, and no one can say anything - haha ok not exactly thanks Mean Girls...
Halloween is the one night a year you cover yourself up, being someone/something else and acting as somebody else... the thing is, are you really acting, or just setting yourself free?

Do we wear the Devil's mask because we want a little more heat in our lives? A sexy vampire cloak because we want some invincibility? Or a naughty nurse because secretly we want to be saved? I do realise that people don't overthink this like I do, but surely, underneath the mask, the cape, the make-up, there's a small sense of freedom, creeping out from the shadows and dancing in the grimacing moonlight.

You can be anyone, anything, do and say what you want, regardless of how strange, wonderful or bizarre you may be, there's always someone weirder standing right next to you.
A night without judgement or fear of being judged.
A night without mistakes, just opportunity.
A night without getting lost, but instead, creating your own adventure as you go.

Even though this night has come and gone, I don't think the concepts behind it also have to disappear.
In fact, if more people embraced these, I think we'd all be a lot more happier.

Do what you want. Be who you want. Say what you mean. Take a chance. Get out of your comfort zone. Push yourself. Have big ideas... and you never know where you'll end up, but you'll be you. And you just might find yourself somewhere incredible.

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