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It's January 1st.
Today was the day that I was supposed to dye my hair blonde.
Today was the day that I was supposed to say farewell to my piercings.
Today was the day that I gave up me.
But guess what?
It's not fucking happening.
And why?
Because I got a fucking job.
That's why.
Purple hair, sixteen piercings, thick black eyeliner and all...
I am part of the working force.
* * *
Is this happiness?
* * *
Oh yeah.
I start at Flagship on Friday.
:D
Today was the day that I was supposed to dye my hair blonde.
Today was the day that I was supposed to say farewell to my piercings.
Today was the day that I gave up me.
But guess what?
It's not fucking happening.
And why?
Because I got a fucking job.
That's why.
Purple hair, sixteen piercings, thick black eyeliner and all...
I am part of the working force.
* * *
Is this happiness?
* * *
Oh yeah.
I start at Flagship on Friday.
:D