Hello to the world of SG you are destroying my college career!!
Yesterday I got my hair cut! I like it! look at these pics and tell me what you think, I'm very tired and not wearing any makeup so fuck off if you think i look ugly.
I'm really happy with it, but I need to dye my hair again it looks icky. I'm thinking of going very very red! (my usual color is auburn)
here is a poem I wrote for class the other day...I did not spend a lot of time on it, so don't be too harsh.
and do not steal my words please - they are all I have
cornerstone
Green ring of keys jingling,
nervously approaching a former door,
key placed regretfully in lock -
colors swirl as the hand turns.
He stands shocked in headlights,
mass of explanatory words,
lonely attempts at forgiveness.
Both examine the floor for phrases,
packed brown bag - avoidant glances,
subtle retreat to the opening of tomorrow.
Key on its treacherous journey off its ring
spiraling to its unknowing fate.
world stops as the metal hits -
the somber blue counter,
and the key hums a desperate farewell.
Yesterday I got my hair cut! I like it! look at these pics and tell me what you think, I'm very tired and not wearing any makeup so fuck off if you think i look ugly.
I'm really happy with it, but I need to dye my hair again it looks icky. I'm thinking of going very very red! (my usual color is auburn)
here is a poem I wrote for class the other day...I did not spend a lot of time on it, so don't be too harsh.
and do not steal my words please - they are all I have
cornerstone
Green ring of keys jingling,
nervously approaching a former door,
key placed regretfully in lock -
colors swirl as the hand turns.
He stands shocked in headlights,
mass of explanatory words,
lonely attempts at forgiveness.
Both examine the floor for phrases,
packed brown bag - avoidant glances,
subtle retreat to the opening of tomorrow.
Key on its treacherous journey off its ring
spiraling to its unknowing fate.
world stops as the metal hits -
the somber blue counter,
and the key hums a desperate farewell.
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Eddie Brickell & New Bohemians The Wheel lyrics
Somewhere there's somebody who looks just like you do. Acts just like you do - feels the same way. Somewhere there's a person in a far away place with a different name and a face that looks like you. Do ya think about who it might be? Do you wonder where you are? In a distant foreign country ridin' 'round in another car where the wheels keep on turning and turning and turning and nothing's disturbing the way they go around. All your thoughts are in another head. Your dreams are sleepin' in a different bed. The force that moves you is a circular breath of life and death going round and round and round. The wheel keeps on turning and turning and turning and nothing's disturbing the way it goes around. Maybe you ride a different wave. Maybe you catch another ray of the sun that I've just begun to feel. Back and forth and back and forth around again.