Story of My Life.

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I can’t help it: when I am focused, or contemplative, or even just in a daze, the bitchface emerges. It’s nothing personal, it just is. Because of the bitchface, I’m told all the time how intimidating I look, but once anyone gets to know me they realize that I’m a really goofy person who is generally pretty happy. Do I feel like I need to be so transparent that my facial expression mirrors my disposition? No, I don’t think so; it leaves room for mystery. As Lady Gaga would say, “Baby, I was born this way.”

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2 responses to “Story of My Life.

  1. that picture is so cute, hehe. sometimes i feel like i don’t have the friendliest expression on my face. i agree with the mystery thing.

  2. I have a similar facial condition. “Why Are you Upset?” “I’M NOT UPSET BUT YOU ASKING ME MAKES ME ANGRY!”

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