luz

Weave
a moving tale of hope and redemption

i had long hair once.



but it wasn't mine.

i mean, it was mine, but i didn't grow it. some other woman did. she sold it, it was put in a bag, i bought it. i went to a lady and she braided my hair real tight in cornrows. then she took a needle and thread and sewed the hair in.

i was so hot over the instant long hair. feature:




but guess what. it's pretty uncomfortable. and after a few weeks, it doesn't look so hot anymore.

when i took it out, i liked having short hair again.



it was fun to touch my scalp again. i rubbed it again and again and again.

the end.