This morning I cut concealer out of my makeup routine for the first time in probably ever, and I was so terrified and stressed out about the whole ordeal...in retrospect it was stupid and irrational because I ended up looking pretty much the same (as evidenced in these photos). And it made me laugh a little as it's one of the many many things about myself that I scrutinize and blow completely out of proportion...that nobody else gives a shit about. It's like we're each living in a tiny bubble, and other people only matter to the extent of what they think about us. Frankly, it's a silly way to live, and I feel like I'm late to the party, but the point is, it's never too late to taste that delicious freedom that comes along with getting over yourself a bit.
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