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Monday, February 9, 2015

Sunday, February 1, 2015

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so I walked in a salon on Friday for a trim, and walked out 15 inches shorter with a ponytail in the mail to locks of love (because, while they charge for the wigs, they do not specify a type of cancer to buy.)

because my life is just one long string well-thought-out, but impulsive decisions.

how freeing.