Rant, Rant, Rant …….

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I’m a huge fan of Instagram and Facebook pages dedicated to makeup looks….LOVE IT!! Mostly because everyone has their own unique different interpretation, style, favorite products and brands. I really enjoy seeing that and gaining inspiration from others work and learning about a company that isn’t mainstream. Not all of us are born with the capability to produce the perfect canvas the first 100x that sh*t takes practice. So, I get really annoyed when people bash someone who is starting off. It takes balls knowing someone is going to say they don’t like it but, you still put it out there because you’re proud of it. And yes, by doing so that person opens up to a world of negative comments. Not everyone will see what you deem to be beautiful and that’s fine. But, when people say things like you’re really caking it on,you’re still fat, boys shouldn’t wear makeup, homo,you’re ugly….I can go on…..like really? And most of these comments coming from other girls/guys doing the same thing. Which is like wtf!! If you feel that person needs a couple tips do it in a positive manner. You don’t know the person on the other end of screen or how those hateful words will effect them. We have all been there at some point in our lives. Put out a positive message and change someone’s view for the better. Someones clown is someones beautiful princess….SO STFU and just be nice! Kthanks:) Rant ended.

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IN LOVE WITH THIS SONG RIGHT HERE

IN LOVE WITH THIS SONG RIGHT HERE

“The A Team”

White lips, pale face
Breathing in snowflakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light’s gone, day’s end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She’s in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we’re just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It’s too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She’s in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we’re just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple of grams
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It’s too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we’ll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

And they say
She’s in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we’re all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple of grams
And we don’t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It’s too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
Fly, fly
For angels to fly
To fly, to fly
Or angels to die