May 14, 2012 21:51
I turned my hair back to black for the play that'll start in July, and what my black hair made me realize was "I have a menacing look in my eyes…” What bothered me when I looked at myself in the mirror was not my hairstyle, but the look in my eyes. For the past tens of years, there’s been this dude glaring at me whenever I look in the mirror. He’s always giving me the hostile look, and never fails to ask me in the end, “Hey you, are you really in it for the fight?” I answer, “I’m putting my life on the line, you son of a bitch, don’t fuck with me!” And my sister who witnessed this mutters, “Gaku..., what are you doing all by yourself...?” Yes, I’m mental, leave me alone, please.
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