I’m done having pink hair stains in the sink, dark roots, and
buyinglots of chemicals. This is the last dye, hopwfully for a while.
Who is this, Alena or Sonya?
I was at the Government Center stop, waiting for the Blue Line home,
and glanced over at this. At first, my brain couldn’t parse what I was
looking at, because reality is stranger than my thoughts some times.
Jason caught me stretching, and the pun had to be made.
Basil, banana pepper, oregano, and Sweet 100 tomatos