I cut my hair.
It's quite short.
My hair is so thick, my head feels weightless without that mass to anchor it.
Summer's End
7 years ago
There be many shapes of mystery, and many things God makes to be, past hope or fear, and the end men looked for cometh not, and a path is there where no one sought. so hath it fallen here. --Euripides
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