I took a picture of myself today. Placed the camera on my dresser and set the timer. Deleted that one because it was too far away.
Moved closer and smiled. Looked like I had buck teeth.
One last try, side profile.
Man I have some serious red hair going on, Not deep red, but you can tell it's not like blonde or dark.
I am sorry I can not recall the song that prompted me to post the diary last night. I only wish I was a better writer. The diary, like all my diaries start out with a great idea, line, whatever and end up, shit. But that's how most of what I do ends up.
Holy crap I just noticed that separate is spelled correctly after tags.
Lots of stuff going on, but I'm uh, not so much into sharing as I once was.
Perhaps it isn't feedback I want but sympathy? Who knows.
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