When I was
little I used to think: 'When I grow up I'm going to live the
best life ever, my makeup will always be perfect, I'll have
lots of friends around me, I'll have the best clothes and
I'll go out with the perfect boy. But live starts to suck,
makeup is never always perfect, friends hurt you and
backstab you, clothes can be expensive and the perfect boy is
always taken.
nmf
