as i was removing my make ups, something hit me.

i am addicted to make ups. They invaded my body and contorlled me.

trespassing! police!

*sigh*

you see pple, i am relatively ugly without makeups. so i would never ever..

-step into town
-meet guys
-go to work (if i have)

without makeups.

not even if u threatened to read my diary out. ( not this online one lar, i mean the one where i wrote my crushes and all. )

but i have to admit, make ups did gave me hell lot of confidence when i walked on the streets, when i meet new faces.

its like wearing a mask everyday. and this mask allows me to have things in my way, made pple welcome me with smiling faces instead of cold shoulders, having favours, attract attention.. gosh, the list can go on and on.

through makeups, i have also met more pple. they brought me to the uglier side of the world, allowing me to see more fualts. sometimes, i get influenced and become ugly too.

with this mask on, its really hard to tell if this chap here love me for the way i am, or because i had this mask.

so ladies, if make ups have yet to invade u, i suggest u neva touch them. i tried to quit. but then, its never easy.

i have seen my friends quit drugs, it was way easier.

okay fine, i am kdding. its equally difficult.