Sorry that I missed seeing YOUR pictures. I wouldn't have been disgusted...
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Somebody made fun of your hair?!
At least you still have hair.
Beware of the man with just one book. -Ovid
The man who doesn't read good books has no advantage over the man who can't read them.- Mark Twain
My Blog: Of Delicious Recoil
http://stlukesguild.tumblr.com/
I'm glad you're cool and that you have no concern over certain persons here, and I hope you never lose your hair (that final statement due to a few people talking about your hair on this thread ) And thus I wonder what can be so disgusting about your pictures so as to make you remove them Pity I didn't get to see them... I could have snatched them to repost after removal, hence starting a revolution!
Those disgusted with another's picture are probably disgusting themselves and should take a
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Thank you, you four. You're all very sweet. I'm a redhead. I bleached my hair blonde for cosplay. I then dyed it red for the sake of going back to my natural color. The result was a bright fiery orange that looked very unnatural (but still cute, I thought). The reactions I got were unexpected, but unimportant.
Haha. Chocolate tub.
I want the chocolate tub you've been talking about!
Everything around the colors of fire is just burning color perfection, hair included!
Just for YOU!
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I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. ~ William Blake
Captivity is consciousness,
So's liberty. ~ Emily Dickinson
Sipping in brief mouthfuls so as to make it last longer
I could wish YOU all the happiness, love and success in this world and it wouldn't be enough because a person like YOU deserves the best, maybe better than the best! And thank YOU for always listening to my rants never asking me to shut up!
AND I hope you read and know the above is all about YOU!
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
Missing You.
I mean You, NOT YOU...
I miss watching plants grow with my neighbour
We can never know what to want, because living only one life we can neither compare it with our previous lives, nor perfect it in our lives to come'
Milan Kundera,The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Parce que c'est toi, parce que c'est moi