Haircuts… haven’t really gotten one in years and years. Just been wearing it long, on shoulders, all one length for years. Mistakenly did the bang thing, and been hacking away at it for months. But today we went to try and get it professionally done. I’m quiet and don’t talk much and can’t really explainContinue reading “My life as a haircut.”
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A child named Fear.
I’m not sure what’s in my head, I want to write on this but it’s spinning so much and I can’t get it slow enough to see or hear to make sense of it. There’s just so much up there in my head and it’s always trying to sort things out. I wish I couldContinue reading “A child named Fear.”
Distorted Clarity 