I don't feel like myself without my hair. 

It's so short.

Christmas is about Jesus. Not me. And it grows ever more scary to think of how next Christmas will be

every day i drift farther and farther away from having any idea whatsoever what will happen and how it will be when my entire life will be changed.

redhairredhairedhairredhair.

I also got an I <3>

Sometimes when I have no one to talk to sans my mom I just talk here. For lack of friends I spill to thee.

And thou.