It's late night here (or early morning, 4:15 AM), yesterday I woke up early, there isn't any touch of makeup on my face, my body is swollen and my hair doesn't look fancy. But: 1. It's the person I am for 80% of my lifetime. Another me, beautifully made up, posing, laced up to corset... This me is very small percent of real me 2. I refuse to compete at being beautiful.