The Portfolio of Justin Simoni
Words (Kerouac)
...or that piercing taken out. then i look at my hair again. i tell myself "self, someday you're going to cut your hair" i say this everyday - i'm sick of how it looks, how long it takes to wash, (when i do, in fact, wash it) and how screwed up it's gotten after i've bleached it yellow and dyed it any damn color i've wanted to. i take a cheap brush to it, pull it into a sorry bun - sometimes with an elastic, but most often just sort of knotting it together. i have a damn fine hat anyways. i get at least my face washed and try to make some sort of excuse as why i am now late.->