My latest crazy
So I woke up last Saturday and decided that I needed a haircut. Not as much as 'decided', but finally did it. I went to Wal*Mart -yes, I said Wal*Mart!- and found the lady that my friend had recommended. I gestured aimlessly with my hands and told her in my tomboy-ish vocab what I wanted done, and happened to mention how I had been thinking of dying my hair... I came home looking like this:
I know, G. I have ginger hair and you won't talk to me anymore. I'm sorry. I'll miss you!
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Haha. But seriously, Loony.. you're looking hott!
Go online, witch.
And this look really suits you. Good choices!
Oh, and Ron Weasley says he wants to have red-haired babies with your vine ass.
...wait... Personalities are colliding!
I can have a threesome with Ron Weasley and Hans Hansen! (omg)
I really like it!!
Why would you think I wouldn't speak to you anymore? Or was it another G?
One of the (very few) women I actually was serious about had red hair. I have learnt...never say never...the Gods listen to our prejudices and then nail us to random trees.
I think it looks great on you. Besides...red hair...red shirt...slowly but surely you are being converted to a Martian!
I think this should be a quote: "The Gods listen to our prejudices and then nail us to random trees." so I'll add it to my "things to live by" list.
Does this mean I'm one step closer to be allowed in the space ship? Score! :D
yes...but you forget...I am not british... Mars Lady. MARS!
And I don't like ginger hair in general...but then...the Gods heard me...last meaningful encounter I had was with a ginger girl :)