My sister today asked why I wear
makeup.
I told her the honest
truth.
"Everyone made fun of every aspect
in my life. Then i put on makeup, and i started to hear less bad
things and more good things. It's my mask, from all the bad
memories. So, why should i take it
off?"
she hugged me and
said..
"...well i think you're
perfect, and you dont need it"
