It's nowhere near as bad as it was on my sister. But as it turns out, even a "Neutral Black" is too dark. I can't seem to find a color in between the darkest brown of hair dyes and black. That's what I need. I really just need my natural color back, but I was sick of the massive amount of auburn with my dark brown roots showing. So, I used the ( Read more... )

I don't know whether to cry, scream, rip my hair out, or vomit.

Opening a heart seems to be an easy thing
still I'm drowning in the memories that make my spirit sing
so why are you out of reach?
when your lips are (just out of reach)
and your arms are. . .
and your heart is. . .
why are you just out of reach?The beauty screaming up my spinal ( Read more... )

Every time I go to do this my mind goes blank.

I have a crippling fear of rejection ( Read more... )

( Pretty accurate for me right now. )

Have at it, if you feel so inclined.

YOU CAN ASK ME SIX QUESTIONS::
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No matter how random, revealing, rude, naughty or pointless
I promise to answer them 100% truthfully

...to the best of my ability.

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Okay okay okay. I have to spit. Hold on. I really did go spit. The right side of my mouth and the right side of my tongue are still pretty numb. So I got to the dentist and he rubbed a numbing agent on my gums before giving me a shot of novocaine. After doing that he let me sit for about twenty minutes or so while the right side of my mouth and my ( Read more... )

A profound message delivered through a dream. I tried to wake myself up to write it down so I'd remember it. I only got as far as the threshold of consciousness, where my eyes peeked at the morning light and I quickly slipped back into slumber; and I was writing it down, but in the midst of writing I realized I was once again asleep and could not ( Read more... )

I'm ready for a reckoning.

I had a nightmare accompanied by the phone ringing, where I woke up. And neither the fact that I was now awake nor that the phone was ringing was any better than my nightmare. It was merely a continuation of the nightmare into reality. I came to my senses after the phone fell silent; I listened for hysterics and heard