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My mum had a Mary Kay make-up party today. We went to her work and played with the make-up. I wanted to do a vixen-esque job, but they forced me to try something different. Claiming that I was a natural beauty, they made me spend two hours doing make-up to make it look like I had none on. I looked h-i-d-e-o-u-s. I am so fucking disguisting with out make-up. I hate it. I left feeling so ugly and vomit worthy. It was really depressing. I now feel so beyond gross. I hate my fucking face. I hate feeling like a beast.
Side note: Eric and I are together again. It's going well. I'm still paranoid. Okay, more so than before, but it's going to take a lot of time. Okay, you will hear no more of this matter. I just didn't want you to worry.
My god, I feel so fucking ugly. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Okay, I'm off to study biology and cry because I feel like a troll.
Side note: Eric and I are together again. It's going well. I'm still paranoid. Okay, more so than before, but it's going to take a lot of time. Okay, you will hear no more of this matter. I just didn't want you to worry.
My god, I feel so fucking ugly. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Okay, I'm off to study biology and cry because I feel like a troll.