I have a nice body, pink lips, gap tooth, pretty smile. You can’t be around me and not laugh. It’s a mask! My passion, well.. .I’m good at it although I’m still sourcing for capital to start up. My self esteem is so low. No relationship, I’ve pushed my friends away. The trauma of series of molestations just won’t let me be. And lately, I’ve been holding onto the glass edge of a cliff, I hope someday I don’t fall down and let the pain go.