daily mask

daily mask, from normal to extreme! so much make-up you cant reconise me anymore. what is my emotion? with thick make-up. Can you see my emotion? i am concealed.

swollen feet

coming home drunk and wasted with a banging headache and kebab fingers, scratched faced broken nails and swollen feet from wearing stupid high heals all night. need to dance, dance so much you cant dance any more and forget everything that you did in the day like alcohole numb the brain numb it so much you cant think or talk, just dance! dance the night away.

Happy face

when i wake up in moring i take a deep breath and wipe my face ready to but my happy face on. maybe this be in make-up to match my outfit or make-up to hide my pale skin and dry tears. i never orange never wear brown always bright and cheery on my eyes and red lipstick. my make-up is my mask hiding my pain so i can carry on with everyday.

Day without my donkey!

Furry red jacket, hooped earings, dripped make-up and messy hair. Just another day without a packet of fags and a donkey!