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self-absorbed promethean neopelagian and inveterate Rosary-counter
Art Study - Drawings
Friday, December 02, 2011
Woke up the other day and my hair was all pushed up on top. Tried to figure out what it reminded me of, then I went on the train into the City and looked at the teenage boys, and it came to me:
So I have started using some kind of weird waxy gel stuff to hold it down on top. Proof enough even for me that it really is coming back.
Cain't even hardly see my scalp no more.
this is the back of my head in the last week of October.
Hilary Jane Margaret White