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Make Up.

by KeeKee

you can't help but stare and stare and stare until you hate everything about your face how many freckles you have pimples it can only cover the scars for so long the insecurities for so long lips coated in thick red eyes you coat with liner and eye shadow face caked with foundation baked with powder contoured to the gods eyebrows on fleek you slay sometimes you don't recognize yourself in the mirror and it makes you happy because you can't imagine living the rest of your life looking you without make-up. will you ever love you? you, without the makeup?
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KeeKee
26 / F
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Written by
KeeKee
26 / F
Published
Apr 17, 2017
Time
2m
Notes

BEFORE YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, IM NOT BASHING.

I wear make-up myself and 100% understand that some people wear because they want to and not because they're insecure about their faces. but, there are A LOT who do wear make-up bc they are insecure, and bullied, and just don't want to look like them anymore. i was like this, i kind of still am. it's hard to get over, and sometimes you can't.

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#makeup#make#up#beauty#insecurities#scars#slay#fleek#contoured#gods#you#love#mirror#happy#content#freckles#pimples#acne
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