What the hell am I doing. I’m 25 and I still fall asleep with my makeup on.
I still curl up in a small corner of my bed, past my bedtime, surrounded by plush animals and cartoon characters, and I cry and my $3 mascara smears all over the pillowcase my mom bought because I’m 25 and I still go to bed wearing makeup.
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