a girl's weapon.
 "I perceived, of course, the drift of my interlocutor. Jealousy had got hold of him: she stung him; but the sting was salutary: it gave him respite from the gnawing fang of melancholy. I would not, therefore, immediately charm the snake."
- Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte
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Ku bohtak. D':
Jun 11, 2010 @ 6/11/2010
Crap. I look like a friggin' jellyfish now. AHHH!!! D: It feels like as if I'm hairless. My head is so fucking light and I'm having a headache on how am I suppose to tie my hair when school reopens?! Stuff the excess hair into my shirt? Hell no! It'll be retarded. I guess I have 2 choices. First, I just need to tie 2 pony tails instead of 1. Second, Cut it. Gahh!! I don't know what to doooooooo!! I look lala! T_T I felt so heartbroken when I looked down to the floor. There was hair, piling on the floor. At that moment, I feel like bursting out in tears. My precious hair. Wasted. ): I regretted. Hair please grow faster, would ya? (': |
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