The life was waiting, motorcars on the free way zooming by, leaving dust in your cuts. Leaving nothing left but the burning smell of gasoline. The sme..
The sun was blasting down heat waves you thought were next to impossible. O how you hated that. Your neck would be red for sure. Red like the blood th..
You hair fell in your eyes, and you were wishing that you could just cut it off. Just get rid of it. Start over new and feel how life would be differe..