The love you sell me in the evening, by the morning won't exist.
So I'm up at dawn,
putting on my shoes.
I just wanna make
a clean escape.
I know I'm leaving,
but i don't know where to.
I think that might've been a mistake.
I'm full of them sometimes. But it's done.
Not that I can bring myself to regret it. Oh well. I have a wall to rebuild.
Sooo, I cut off and donated all my hair two days ago (pictures in the comments!) It was deliciously freeing. :]
I discovered this highway for the first time yesterday! I'm slowly building up a mental map of all the backroads within a 20 mile radius of town.