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“I coloured outside the lines this morning!”

I woke up feeling like crap. When I got to work I looked in the mirror and jumped back in horror!  What happened?

Makeup lines, not enough blending. I was a monster!

Nothing I hate more than cake face.

I shrugged. Meh! Oh well.

While I was looking like something a cat threw up and I was serving all these good looking men, I realized something.

My self-confidence was higher than it would have been if I was feeling better.

Hmm odd.



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