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- 8
Some days I want to. Just break all the mirrors in my house.
I look at my body, acknowledge my age... then I see it. That bald patch of hell fire staring at me. Laughing at me. I got in the best shape of my life only to lose my hair. Makes no dang sense. I hope things will work out for me. I have yet to find something to help it grow back but at least I think it has stopped.
I look at my body, acknowledge my age... then I see it. That bald patch of hell fire staring at me. Laughing at me. I got in the best shape of my life only to lose my hair. Makes no dang sense. I hope things will work out for me. I have yet to find something to help it grow back but at least I think it has stopped.