I put it on, i take it off, i cry with it, it brings me smiles... It may be dark most times but it brings the most light in me , when soft i might not find the strength in me... Makeup helps me express all sides of me, Expressing myself is my best way of surviving ,it keeps my heart beating,it gives me imagination to dream of a new tomorrow , i let go of that feeling of being stuck in the same body forever...i create endless characters and versions of myself ...i play with my imagination and let my hands free to paint memories and emotions all over me ...feeling good after cleaning the tears with brushstrokes in my face, i rise again from the ashes , i let myself fly to another dimension ...Show must go on !