Chute, if you want all the bridesmaids to have long hair, i'll leave mine long. If not, i'll go get the Chop.
I realise that sometimes when i feel sad, i laugh a lot. And then maybe, just maybe, i wont feel sad anymore. You're not here to talk to. I miss you very much. A lesson to learn that when you make a decision, you've gotta stick to it. If not, it would have been better to have never even try in the first place. Like a house on sand. This is the last tear i'll shed.
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