The Chronicles of a Gay Makeup artist part 1 The Beginning

It may be the way I grew up and my parents who messed me up somehow along the way .I started having sex when I was like thirteen years old with a couple of brothers who were thugs slash drug dealers in the building  I lived in .I went to school in the morning  and dealt with Bullying during the day and basically become a babysitter and housekeeper throughout the afternoon and evening .while my mom was out in the streets with her younger man .She was so gorgeous back than always smelled Like Tresor and looked amazing  as well thanks to my styling and makeup .That’s when it became clear I wanted to do makeup, hair and styling. Wow I had all three brothers and they were supposed to be straight LOL.