Today I wanted to put a challenge on myself.. a real hard one.
When I was younger, my father constantly frustrated me telling me to hide my forehead, because it is too big and nobody would ever want to talk to me.
Well, today for the first time in my life (since I can remember) I took a picture showing my forehead! No bangs hiding it..I don't care if it's too big, or if I look gorgeous or not.
This is who I am, and I can't spend my life hiding or depending on some piece of hair over my face.
What if I get fucking cancer and all my hair falls out? I would have nothing to count on to make me look "pretty".
True beauty comes from the soul after all :)