Wow... Vegas was.... incredible. I think I died there. I certainly still haven't recovered from it. And my liver... Well it no longer exsists. That's FOR SURE. Going there really helped me to realize a few things.
1. I truely DO hate Michigan. No, I don't want to move to Vegas, but I HAVE to get out of this cold, back stabbing hell-hole.
2. I'm turning downriver. As hard as I try, and pretend not to, I believe people can still smell the stench of Detroit on me.
3. This place is killing my creative energy. No I DO NOT want to trim up your layers, or get "daring" and add a few blonde highlights. And if you ask me how many
"layers" I'm putting in your hair, I'm going to Bitch slap you. Give me some fucking respect, allow me to transform you INTO a new look, and use what I learn. Yeah I know, in 2-3 years EVERYONE will want what I learned in vegas. But damn it, by then I'll want to do something ELSE.
4. I think after almost 24 years, I've finally found my Hetro life mate.
"GOD....!"
1. I truely DO hate Michigan. No, I don't want to move to Vegas, but I HAVE to get out of this cold, back stabbing hell-hole.
2. I'm turning downriver. As hard as I try, and pretend not to, I believe people can still smell the stench of Detroit on me.
3. This place is killing my creative energy. No I DO NOT want to trim up your layers, or get "daring" and add a few blonde highlights. And if you ask me how many
"layers" I'm putting in your hair, I'm going to Bitch slap you. Give me some fucking respect, allow me to transform you INTO a new look, and use what I learn. Yeah I know, in 2-3 years EVERYONE will want what I learned in vegas. But damn it, by then I'll want to do something ELSE.
4. I think after almost 24 years, I've finally found my Hetro life mate.
"GOD....!"
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Im not going to ask for layers, but can you bitch slap me anyway? that sounds fun..
I never would of thought of looking for him there.