we all got one... or more... but what really happens when someone crosses it... yell... fight... cry... tear gaz... get the nukes out... and how wide is that line... because in theory a line has no surface... since it is made out of points... and a point has no surface... so what't the actual point of having a line of any color... is it supposed to work like a flag... tag... raimbow fag... the point is that sometimes that line is crossed... and it makes us feel stupid wether we pretend to ignore it or are ready to die for it... but can we live without it... and can i write questions without question marks...
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