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i wear a full face of makeup i have clean, styled hair i have a co-ordinated and accessorised outfit i study, i work and i socialise if you hand me a makeup wipe, i have sunken eyes and angry spots if you see me in the morning, i have greasy hair with broken ends if you take off my clothes, i have bones that stick out and skin painted with white stripes if you saw me alone, i have wet lashes, a dark mind and a bruised heart but you'd never know that because the pretty put-together girl is a painting, not a ghost
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Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 4:09 PM UTC
high-functioning
i wear a full face of makeup i have clean, styled hair i have a co-ordinated and accessorised outfit i study, i work and i socialise if you hand me a makeup wipe, i have sunken eyes and angry spots if you see me in the morning, i have greasy hair with broken ends if you take off my clothes, i have bones that stick out and skin painted with white stripes if you saw me alone, i have wet lashes, a dark mind and a bruised heart but you'd never know that because the pretty put-together girl is a painting, not a ghost
one about high-functioning depression, emphasising how you never know what someone goes through behind closed doors
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Mar 2, 2026 at 4:09 PM UTC
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