I got the outrageous bed head and slight stubble and I’m not convinced my eyes are open.
And I look fuckin’ great. Don’t have yourselves tricked into beauty standards by a bullshit filter, embrace princess and goblin alike.
Every day I’m alive is a curse on every fascist.
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You’re very fortunate to have such nice hair (even if it’s not behaving right this second).
But why do your glasses look like they’re questioning my life choices?
They’re a disability aid that helps me interpret my own face when I look in a mirror. Don’t have strokes, kids.
That’s so interesting. They also look quite stylish :)
<writing down notes furiously>
Wow! I didn’t know that was a thing. I guess that makes sense.
