Fringes with shoulder length hair, polished nude nails, love and nude smokey eyes
As some of you may know when I say I'm going to bed I actually go to bed to lose hours of my insomnia nights to Pinterest. I've been in love with it since I was invited to join and I am an addict. There needs to be some kind of support group because by the time I'm finished with Pinterest I hop on over to Tumblr to become immersed in the humour and fandoms before my eyelids get heavy enough to decide it's time to sleep. It's usually around 3am and it's incredibly unhealthy. Think of how productive I could be in the small hours without reading another Destiel fanfiction that I really didn't intend to read all the way through? Think of the possibilities.
Anyway, I digress. I am an addict and the first step to recovery is admitting it, right? So I admit it and lately I'm lusting over all of the above. My fringe has grown to my cheekbones now and my shoulder length hair is starting to look and feel like there's something missing. A fringe, perhaps? Should I cut one again? It turned out rather well the last time I was
bullied heavily suggested to get a fringe. You women know who you are and you should be ashamed of yourselves. You should also come and help me decide whether to cut it again. You know you want to.