have you ever looked in a mirror and couldn't find anything good about yourself? It's gotten so much worse recently, I hate the person I am so damn much, hate my habits, hate the mask I wear. I hate my hair, my face, my eyes, my skin my weight... everything. So I pierce it and cut it, i cover it up and wear contacts, pretend to be someone else if only for an hour or so. But then i get home again, i wash the gel out of my hair and the make-up off my face. I take out the contacts and the peircing and I let the mask drop and relax, wear old comfortable clothes and loose myslef in a book, in work, in something. Because anything is better than having to lose myself in me.