ᴊɪᴀɴɴɪs ɪɴᴇᴢ ʟᴜᴅᴀɪ
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ᴀᴛʟᴀɴᴛᴀ, ɢᴀ | ᴀᴜɢᴜsᴛ 1sᴛ
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"Beauty ain't no issue for someone like you," I sang along lowly to ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙʏ ʙʀᴇɴᴛ ғᴀɪʏᴀᴢ.
This song just makes me feel like the most beautiful person in the world. Brent is my husband. Love him. Mwah.
I was putting the finishing touches on my lip combo. School starts in 30 minutes and it's about 15 minutes away from the house.
I don't know why, but my heart has been beating out of my chest all morning.
I heard knocks on the door while I was finishing with my hair. I have no one to impress, but still. I like to look good.
Just in case you guys were wondering, this is my outfit:
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I think it's cute.
"Come in," I said.
My brother walked in with some Starbucks.
"Here," he said and sat it on my vanity.
"Thank you so much."
"You're welcome. Fat head ass. Have a good day at school. I'm bout to head out. You good?"
"Mhmm."
"Oh. Here."
He passed me his black card.
"Thanks."
"Alright."
I got up from my vanity. It's about the time I leave now.
