I would like to say that the nature of what I’m doing to enhance my appearance is not meant for you.
The way I view myself as a beautiful deity and the confidence that exudes when I pick up my brush, and apply it to my face- is not meant for you.
My unabashed approach on denouncing standardized views of masculinity is not meant for you.
I do not feel more male with a beard than female with lipstick on. It is not your job to figure that out. It’s your job to fall the fuck back and just like my selfies.
My brother is truly a flaw free goddess. Un mendiga sometimes but a goddess nonetheless.










