A story about failures in 'more small' photos.
I didn't feel like painting my nails today, so I applied BeautyBird stickers. Fail. I admit I was stressed and applied them rather quickly and sloppy. I admit that I didn't smoothen the surface enough... And when I wanted to put on my jeans, one of the stickers lifted. And as if that wasn't enough, I didn't have time for touch ups. Then my mother told me my nails are ugly. Yeah, thanks.
I didn't feel like applying my make up. But I didn't want to look totally sick, so there goes a little black eyeshadow as liner and mascara. Fail. WTF is wrong with my eyelashes. They all point in different directions and even with mascara on, I still look sick.
And since I know you don't care about make up that doesn't really exist (above), I tried out 120 piece palette with 88 palette and Evil Shades in Heartless Queen. This one was actually quite nice IRL. Photography fail.
I feel like I'm failing at every aspect of my life. My father is in the hospital again and I'm a nervous wreck. I can't sleep (without help from my little friends), I can't eat. I lost more than 6 pounds in the last week. Not like that is a bad thing... I just guess it isn't healthy.Don't let me start talking about my moodswings.
I started thinking about my eternal ''choice vs. destiny'' question again. And I think I might snap this time. Sloppy nail sticker application doesn't sound that bad at the moment.
Eh, I give up!
Thanks for your support, dear Readers. And thank you, Feline! :*