I use my hair to express myself. It tells my stories. It holds my love.

My love for storms grew More with age. I'm starting to become gray like the clouds.
My many relationships. So many hearts broken. Though I've found my match.
My beloved pet. My kitty cat.
My love for the earth. and its nature.
My doubts.

  Olegario

I like cats too

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  X123Monster /Grim\ OFFLINE ...

I really like this

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  MyLittlePony15 (hurt)

Oh god

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  O°C°T°O°B°E°R

I now soon the color will fade with the roots tearing black as the Days go bye and went it enough you color it agent with a new look and a now story

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