
This whole week I've been "flowing" along ever so smoothly. I didn't feel a need to rush or race against time, like what I've doing for the past 19 years of my life.
And for this whole week in school, I was my own princess. I felt the excessive NEED to look extra, extra pleasant. Why?
I'll tell ya.
BECAUSE I FELT SO FUUUUUGLYYY AND DISGUSTED LAST WEEKEND.
Perak refused to give me any reason to put on make-up. I felt so ugly and naked without a single touch of concealer. I really felt like dying. My mood did die before me though. I was SO sad, SO, SO sad. The life on my face just went POOF!
If I'm stuck in a desert and had to choose between water or make-up to keep me alive, I would grab the make-up in a heartbeat.
I was bored, so I rummaged through my drawers and bags to gather all the make-up I have.
Honestly I was pretty shocked at the whole bunch of make-up I own. But there are still more I've yet to buy.


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shameless, shameless&shameless, crazy, bumhead.
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