"It's so hard to stay perfect, beautiful, clean when there's so much imperfection, ugliness, dirt just waiting to swallow you WHOLE" (Painted by me, October 1999) I have low self-esteem. Always have. A feeling of inadequacy so deeply rooted it overcomes anything remotely optimistic. I have my suspicions. You know. Of how and when those … Continue reading Perfectly Unpretty
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Superman, Popcorn and a Dye Job
My SUPER Family I do not wear makeup. Unless it is a fancy do. Then I'll slap on some mascara. Meh. I can vaguely remember arguing with my dad back in high school about makeup. He hated that I wore it (mind you, I can think of a few eyeliner moments). I cannot remember when … Continue reading Superman, Popcorn and a Dye Job
A Soul is a Resilient Thing 