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Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Today's been shit, but at least I managed to talk Brisa into telling her dad. And to me, that the only thing that matters. So. Let's walk away from the depressing shit for a bit, and look at cringy pics of me wearing lipstick. (BTW my therapist agrees that I'm fucked up )

Yes. I am wearing sports bra.



Boom. Done. The last three are me rn.
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