Oct. 20th, 2008

elizabeth: woman with a red umbrella walking into a storm (Default)
You can't even tell I hennaed my hair the night before last. I can, but no one else can. I mean, not that I want to go screaming red, but I would like to feel as though someone in my life actually looks at me, not just acknowledges the space I occupy.

Reposted from IJ, 16 March 2009.
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