Make-up is a wonderful thing, isn’t it?

It covers our imperfections, those irritated pimples, hidden scars, invisible beauty spots. But that isn’t all it is able to cover…it covers everything, those irritated lines, hidden thoughts, invisible hatred. 

The layers and layers of cosmetics that can conceal and change the surface of your face also have the dual ability to hide the darkness brewing within you. 

You become a new person, you become a different person, yet you are the old person, you are the same person. 

Never has toxicity been more profound in your heart. It seeps, it trickles, it burns all week long. 

It goes where you go. 

It hides where you hide. 

It gains strength when you are weak.

It feeds off your dying light…until you hate everything.