I love the no mood to comb my hair. Kind of like, f* off world, I am going to walk out the door looking however I want. I like it, kind of call to be true to self.
The thing about pins in the head. I don't know the intent.. Did they mean the pinhead guy? Or is it the pain of being in a place where so much happens that is no fun for anyone.
I love the no mood to comb my hair. Kind of like, f* off world, I am going to walk out the door looking however I want. I like it, kind of call to be true to self.
The thing about pins in the head. I don't know the intent.. Did they mean the pinhead guy? Or is it the pain of being in a place where so much happens that is no fun for anyone.