New Hurr!

I LOVE MY HAIR. SWEAR TO GOD.
It's so shiny and pretty. Ah, I love it.
It's heaven.
ken.

Lugubrious

Let me first start off by saying…
"This is NOT happening again."
It's like some higher power doesn't want me to be happy, I swear it.
The worse thing is…it feels like my fault…again.
But the funny thing is…I never date any of these guys.
I can never find this happy medium. It's always one thing is good…and one thing is bad.
It can never be equally lovely.
All I want now, is some peace, quiet, tea, and my bed.
Because all of this is making me lugubrious.