I think it is his touch, his look, his hug. But, then I find out that it is not. I just do not know what it is. I want it to make me want torun. To tell the world that I have it.
Girls can have bad hair days and good hair days.
My hair falls in the group with bad hair. My hair is thick and lays in curls. My hair is brown with shades of gray. I would like to rid my hair of the gray. The way I live is why I have gray hair.