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Fabulous me

I remember when I was younger, I read and watched television too much. So I had to wear glasses. At like the age of 5, and if you know me in real life I am already quite short for my age, try guessing how short I was when I was 5. Everyone thought I was like 3 or something, and I was wearing glasses.

When I was 9, my eyesight got kinda worse, so I had to wear these black spectacles that were supposed to strengthen my eyes muscles. Unfortunately, I had to walk around looking like a ridiculous 9 year old girl. Yeah so I was wearing specs since I was 5 until 10 years old, when my eyesight improved.

Then today, I was tyding my tiny blue cupboard since the air con repair people were coming and they would be steppin' all over the place. And on the last drawer of my cupboard, I found em black specs and decided to try them om and see how fabulous I looked with them now. Oh and if you cant really see, there are tiny holes in it thats supposed to make my eye muscles squint or something of that sort thats supposed to strengthen them. And don't mind my face it's usually kind of bloated like that at night. Anyways, HERE'S THE PHOTOS~

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