42
1547 days ago
: The blonder my hair gets, the happier I get. Until I decide to dye it red.
Nomad, writer, insomniac, independent. Black coffee, music, comfort, painting, solitude, causing chaos.
42
1547 days ago
: The blonder my hair gets, the happier I get. Until I decide to dye it red.
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