My latest adventure was getting my hair dyed for the first time! The idea of blue/black hair got stuck in my head a while ago and I finally was able to make it happen. It took well over 4 hours and a whole lot of patience, but it is so worth it. I love it. I needed a change and it’s made me feel special again (:
What if all good things don’t have to come to an end? What if that’s just something we tell ourselves to excuse our cowardliness?
