Able To Work With The Gorgeous
Able To Work With The Gorgeous1 min 8.3K 1 min 8.3K
On days when I took the time and push to make up my face, I felt the ugliest. Respecting powerless self-deploring perversity, with the expectation that you'd think me beautiful. Be that as it may, on the off chance that you saw me at that point, in the event that you truly investigated, the dreariness you'd have seen would be a picture gradually blurring into darkness.
Presently I'm sparkling; sparkling more splendid than your impetuous pipe dreams. Since my spirit isn't one of your anticipated shades of blue or dark, it's the red light in a circle of fluid gold. The sweet substance trickling in everybody's eyes, consuming them, with the goal that they are compelled to expel their cover and open their relieved eyes.