Crouching Girl, Hidden Woman
Licking her wounds she glances from side to side, soul half open. Wandering out, she finds, the farther she ventures, the more she finds and the fuller she feels.
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Licking her wounds she glances from side to side, soul half open. Wandering out, she finds, the farther she ventures, the more she finds and the fuller she feels.
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I like the streaks in your hair... I had blue ones about a year ago... but I gave in to the pressure... muslim men shouting nasty things after me in the street... little old ladies wincing when I smiled at them... couldn't get rid of the blue without turning it green... so I died it brown. I wish I was like Jane Goldman, but then she's famous AND she lives in London, not some poor little backwater area of Birmingham. If I move to London I think I'll have my whole hair blue :-P
SO serious!!! Let's give us a little smile! ;)
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