This is how I’ve started wearing my hair to work, just to get it out of my face. Boring.
Ready or Not to Die
When my depression is bad, I feel ready.
This is how I’ve started wearing my hair to work, just to get it out of my face. Boring.
When my depression is bad, I feel ready.
Joy doesn’t feel welcoming. Listening to our pain would be.
It’s a new Cold War, but this time it’s just us.
Did you delete the post featuring your freshly shorn locks, or am I just missing it?
Oh, just wait…
You're not thinking of cutting it off are you ?