Can I help it if my mind resembles my téléphone. . . Full of crap!
Made an actual aww face when the kangaroo my sister was feeding turned out to have a joey!
Sometimes I dont look perfect, or happy, or done. Sometimes my eyes are swollen after hours of crying, after hours of just singing along to my favorite songs while shamelessly getting drunk by myself. And sometimes life is a big huge pile of shit, but what are you gonna do? It’s okay to feel like crap, so stop pretending everything is okay always, it’s okay to have bad phases. I don’t even care, I love you guys, I will never feel ugly again, but I’m broken right now and even if I dont look fabulous, this is still me,
makeup or not.