I’ve noticed that every time after I cry, my face gets all blotchy and red and disgusting. Then about an hour later when the swollen mess has calmed down enough to resemble me, my lips look two shades darker and my eyes practically glitter. Of course, this goes away in another few hours. But I almost wonder if that’s my body’s way of cheering me up. “Sorry you had a shitty day, we’ll make you pretty for a while until you feel better.” At least that’s what I like to think.

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