Her hair was her armor that shielded her soul. Her hair was her weapon so thick and so full. Her hair was her cape that gave her super powers. Her hair was her escape; she’d get lost in it for hours. Her hair was a piece of her identity she never thought shed lose. Her… Continue reading When a girl changes her hair; she’s ready to change her life. 💁♀️
Trapped; In My Own Body.
Autoimmune Diseases; Hell on Earth.