Here's a silly picture of me after messing around with my ink jar that has a dropper in the cap. And a band-aid for some kitty scratches.
Uggh. I'm not very appealing. But lately I've been caring less and less. I've never had much interest in relationships… most of the people I know go for certain looks and features which I haven't got much to speak of.
I do like my hair, though. It can be quite impressive in its volume… I'm getting bangs this Friday. Like, straight across the eyes. Feeling adventurous.
Unfortunately, I look kind of stoned all the time, even though I've never even approached any kind of drugs… it's the heavy eyelids, man. It's from my dad's side.
Can you see why my gender has been mistaken sometimes?