Lulu Lugosi

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Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number,
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you-
Ye are many — they are few

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Bleached my hair, cut it short.

Its all gone a little bit Rosemary’s Baby.

I like it, but I can’t even get extensions in!

oh well, its only hair.