
they can argue, but imperfection still lives prominent in my veins, too much too little too damn wrong
the music is carrying on, but i can't find my feet, and i can't see the ground. down down down down
i've had it with you and your smashing, with your wrath and constant verbal trashing

i'm thinking of cutting my fringe, and straightening it so it touches my eyelashes- messy look.
then again, i've had bad experiences with bangs. not everybody looks like Kate moss with fringe.
but i think i'll try. I hate my curly hair now. I miss straight hair. Yes I do.

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