I'm writing this on a smoke break in between waxing my legs. its about 4am & I had all day to do this but I waited until about an hour ago to start... but I'm going to finish, damnit.
...And I promise to learn to love the way I learned to fear, To unknot all the inhibitions tangled in my hair, To let my ego mound in piles around the barber chair, and make a graceful exit from my vexed and troubled years.
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