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One of my best friends has decided she wants to learn how to do makeup but she didn’t want to wear it herself because its bright colourful eyes and lips and glitter and she hates the attention.
Now. My entire closet is made up of brown and black and dark greens and blues. I do not wear makeup but I also don’t care about people starring. So now, she wakes me up every few days super early to do my makeup. And you know what? It’s one of my favourite parts of the day. She puts on my hot pink eyeliner and I walk to my modern literature class feeling hot as hell. Telling everyone my friend did my makeup so proudly. And I’ve suddenly realized that no matter how much I hate mornings and the fact that by the end of the day my makeup is smudged it is all worth it to see my friend beam at me when she sees me and I tell her how many compliments I got. Because she still won’t wear eyeshadow anything outside of neutrals and I still won’t wear clothes brighter than a navy blue. And its like I have a little part of her every time I go to class.