Hair's all gone. Chopped it off (sorry Chriss.) The split ends were getting to me. At least now it's so short I won't be able to see so many.
It's weird... normally I use a haircut as a post- something. I mean, as a quick way of changing an attitude, or mindframe (i.e. when I break up with someone)- a quick fix to pretend I'm a different person until I really am. Guess that's why I'm so often reluctant to cut my hair in times of peace- I don't need to be a different person unless I'm bored then. But now felt like the right time. Too long. Too long, too long (time, length. Pun. Not funny.)
And... I wanted to make amends. Remorseful me.
I love that I'm in love with you.
Readin'
Listenin' to
Thinkin' about
Most recently I was 
