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fourteen inches sent to locks of love, which is a win-win deal: some child somewhere gets a wig, and i get hair that isn't a perpetual ponytail.
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- lisa
- i'm a city child with a heart for God and a mind for revolution. i'm unnaturally obsessed with graphic design. i love to travel, learn, love, all that jazz.
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2006
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January
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- GOOD MORNING!
- you start with a bottle...
- pushing it
- pre-valentine
- where to?
- alana
- my cousins megan and alana
- new setting
- giving the sake the jazz fingers
- dinner at chen's
- plan S
- hurry up and wait
- little victories
- how do these things happen?
- prounounced schte-fann book-er
- no woman no cry
- being sneaky
- i love che and all, but...
- bad, bad, bad
- YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHO CALLED
- HAIR. GONE.
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January
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...and your heart ain't yours to control / no matter how tight the reigns / love will find it's own direction / a time to reap, a time to sow / and many a time to cry in vain / but now the time to celebrate / the glory of this imperfection / same thing that's scrawled across the stars / is written under our skin / new horizon / new horizon within // So I’m gathering all the remnants of beauty / from this wilderness in spin / and now I’m gonna light my own flame / 'cause I’m charged with the radiance of the dawn / that's been so long breaking...
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