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It sort of speaks for itself; "blonde hair, blonde actions". Or it used to anyways.
Now adays I'm a brunette/borderline black, though my roots, inevitably, remain blonde.
I'm one of those that always manage to end up with the short end of the stick. If my pants rip in public, they rip in public and most of the time in a fashion to where not much is left to the imagination (underwear wise anyways). If I spill coffee, then I spill coffee and find myself wearing the coffee not only on one, but on all my pieces of clothing. And of course, I could go on.....
Knowing that I'm that blonde makes one wonder how on earth I made it through 36 years without too much physical and mental damage.
Besides them being frequently embarrassed by various acts of their mother I can still claim 4 kids as my own (and very proudly so).
I like to dabble with paint, sketch with pencil, charcoal and the likes. Love squishing clay in between my fingers until it looks like something. And more; I think, even for a tard like me, they call that "being creative".
And of course I ramble.. I'm a very good rambler and can bullshit for hours on end about absolutely nothing. But I'm sure you'll find that out at one point or another...
lost within the mere touch
of the lingering beat
of your heartcaressed
against the veiled core
of my essence
Stare into the distance