I don't know the last time that I've retwisted my locs.
They are joining at the root now...Nappiest my hair has ever been. Happiest in life I've ever been. That's choice. I choose to live a happy life always, light and stressless. Stress is a serious demon to slay. The crave for happy is heavy amongst us human, How do you measure your scale of happy? The amount of things you have, money, love. We all want different things but want the same feelings.
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