2011-09-07

roses are not red

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I've always wondered how it'd be like to have hair dyed in some sort of colour like purple or pink or torquoise or even pastel shades. Of course, I don't want to be looked upon by adults (especially) as being some sort of immature rebellious teen out to get drunk and do stupid shit and make my parents cry but at the same time that is the look I would be trying to achieve. As imaginative as I am, I can't even imagine myself with coloured hair (seeing as how undaring I am, sigh), but I can imagine the look on my mother's face. No she is not happy.

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