faces of [s4s]

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This is me. Literally me. No other meme can come close to relating to me like this. There is no way you can convince me this is not me. This meme could not possibly be anymore me. It’s me, and nobody can convince me otherwise. If anyone approached me on the topic of this not possibly being me, then I immediately shut them down with overwhelming evidence that this meme is me. This meme is me, it is indisputable. Why anyone would try to argue that this meme is not me is beyond me. If you held two pictures of me and this meme side by side, you’d see no difference. I can safely look at this meme every day and say “Yup, that’s me”. I can practically see this meme every time I look at myself in the mirror. I go outside and people stop me to comment how similar I look and act to this meme. I chuckle softly as I’m assured everyday this meme is me in every way. I can smile each time I get out of bed every morning knowing that I’ve found my identity with this meme and I know my place in this world. It’s really quite funny how similar this meme is to me, it’s almost like we’re identical twins. When I first saw this meme, I had an existential crisis. What if this meme was the real me and I was the fictional being. What if this meme actual became aware of my existence? Did this meme have the ability to become self aware itself?