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So I've been growing a beard for the past two months.
"A beard, you say?"
Yes, a beard.
"Who the fuck can pull off a beard?"
Well, me. I look nice with face hair. Fuck nice, sexy. I look fucking sexy.
Er...looked.
I have an interview on Wendnesday, so I needed to do a little facescaping. Well, I fucked it up. Fucked up royally. I shaved pretty much everything off my left side...which meant everywhere else had to follow suit.
Fuck.
"Why is this even entry worthy?"
Well...that was becoming my identity. It was becoming my separation from the past nine years of my life. I didn't have to shave. I didn't have to do what they said. I could have a beard. I could finally do what the fuck I want.
I guess...I want to fuck up.
*sigh*
It was just a beard. It'll grow back.
"A beard, you say?"
Yes, a beard.
"Who the fuck can pull off a beard?"
Well, me. I look nice with face hair. Fuck nice, sexy. I look fucking sexy.
Er...looked.
I have an interview on Wendnesday, so I needed to do a little facescaping. Well, I fucked it up. Fucked up royally. I shaved pretty much everything off my left side...which meant everywhere else had to follow suit.
Fuck.
"Why is this even entry worthy?"
Well...that was becoming my identity. It was becoming my separation from the past nine years of my life. I didn't have to shave. I didn't have to do what they said. I could have a beard. I could finally do what the fuck I want.
I guess...I want to fuck up.
*sigh*
It was just a beard. It'll grow back.