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hellos. it is me again. i am back with update about last post (if donât know what i mean, feels free to check profile) will warn again, english is not best so if hard to understand, i apologize! but i have been practice more đ
i finally am fully move in with bf. other night he let decorate a room to be girly because i always had dedicated room for art. i did not feels safe having one as soon as roommate allowed dog in house, but there is no dog to ruin me here. i feels so happy, safe, loved because he love me and respect me and there is no dog here to growl and act aggressive at me here. he always tell me how important i am to him, how much he love me and how he will make sure i stay happy with him.
a little over week ago (my birthday) roommate calls and ask for my part of rent money. i send her text about me move out and landlord should told her but she either ignore or didnât receive message. she did not ask how am i, no happy birthday, no ask about where i have been. like they not notice i have been gone. now she reach out on my birthday of any day to ask for money for place i do not live anymore? i tell her i live with bf now and am sorry but no money for rent can come from me, especially now because i am looking for new better pay job. she sends sad message making me feel bad because she knows am really easy to make feel bad about stuffs that is not my fault. she says she is pay to get stuff for dog and wants to be a good gf and dog mom (what is that? i do not understand how can be mom to a dog?) and want to use money for that but needs money for rent too. i was confuse because should rent not be bigger importance? she can spoil dog later i think but no, she wants take money from me. cut it short my final answer is no and she does not respond message.
a few days later i happen to be getting out of car after buying hair products when they stop by taking stroll. i still wonder if they were going out of way to see me or if just happened to be walking around area. dog is barking and pulling on very weak and dirty leash. it does not look like the leash strong enough to hold dog of size, much less clearly aggressive pitbull. it not break around me but whole time i was scare leash would snap and dog would attack me. bf was not home he was at work so it was me, roommate, her gf, and dog. gf says they were taking walk and ask how i am doing. i tell her honestly, very happy. i did not mean to sound bragging in any way but not resist telling her how life has treat me now that i can feel safe in own home again. not scared to walk to another room for fear of be attacked. she act happy for me but she also looks so angry at me. i donât know why? it is not like i told them to get rid of dog. do i wish they did? yes. not just because it is dog but because it is clearly aggressive. i realize now thanks to you all that moment dog was brought into home, they stop caring about me, their friend, for a dog that made miserable. even if i ask i doubt they would have rehome dog. i did what best for me, and i guess them, and move in with man who love me and would not hurt me like that.
as we are talking dog looks like ready to take bite out of me, pulling on leash. i wondered if both were angry enough to let dog loose to intimidate me just by way they were acting. i could not believe how quick we went from friends to me being scare of them and dog. while they did not say anything threaten exactly (we were catching up talk about life, i did because i did not want be childish), the body behavior and emotions were clear. they hate me for move out, but only notice because they need rent money? i tell them many time before i left that dog is making life hell but never listened. then i told was moving out before i officially did. when they brought dog with it felt like a threat, just having such dangerous thing around. like a warning and disrespect. âlook, we only care about dog. here it is on very weak leash that can snap any time. we know how you feel about dogs and how scare you are, but not care about you anymore! by the way, can borrow some money for rent even though is not your responsibility anymore? here is sad story to make you feel guilt so say yes.â
i told bf what happen when he got home later that night, and he called them and said some very angry thing. i think he should have calm down (for his sake), but he basically told them never come my way again, especially with dog. that if they want talk, talk like adults and donât include the thing that was a reason i move out. he said is dangerous dog and to not come crying to me when it gets put down because it kill someone or cause life change injuries. he can get very angry but he later tell me he just gets upset that NOW they decide to come sees me. NOW they want talk. we blocked both of them and i donât really want be friends with them again because they toss me aside for dog like it was nothing. we went hell and back and it went down drain because of dog. not just any dog but badly train dog who might attack someone one day. i tell my family and they thinks am overreacting but i donât think they ever understand until this happen to them. i mostly made post to tell you all am currently live dog free. am happy living here. it always smell clean, i can walk freely no fear. bf give me much love and attention. we have video game night or go out to eat or just be outside. i also got job for doordash today and am getting second job somewhere soon hopefully too because have interview tomorrow! it can get better, for anyone struggle living with dog. can be mentally drained but you are not alone. đ¤ thanks much for people that commented on last post. am thankful when people donât make me feel crazy for saying dogs scare me and impact mental health in bad way. i donât hate dogs for existence, just wish people could know that not everybody has to like them.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE get poor Colt a hair cut before it gets any longer or hotter outside. It looks like it's been so long since he's had one. I know he is not your favorite, you could even just buzz his head at home!
my hair has always been something i looked after. i had a strict routine that worked really well for me! around 3 months ago it was healthy and way past waist length when dry (when it was wet, it was to my hip bones) however, itâs exam season and i fell out of my routine for around 1 month. i used heat on it a few times and slept with it in non protective styles due to exhaustion. my hair is really fragile and the breakage was immediately visible. i also stopped deep conditioning because i just didnât have the energy anymore. i can tell this has affected the health of my hair so i cut off 1.5 inches 2 weeks ago. now though my hair is still quit dry and limp looking. i donât want to cut anymore off in the meantime but what can i do to really support my hair growing back healthy again? i will go back to my previous routine but any other suggestions?
The master of ceremonies glanced at the paper in his hand, and a glimpse of confusion showed on his face.
Something was wrong.
âAnd the third and last team representing Farcrest. Lowellâs Orphanage!â
Elincia clung to my arm, fear and impotence reflected in her expression. We were supposed to be called Rosebud Fencing Academy during the tournament. I clenched my jaw and glanced across the pavilion, giving [Awareness] free rein. Lord Osgiria gave me a mocking look.
I cursed. Among the nobility, everything was appearances. The fact that Farcrest had to resort to a poor orphanage for representation spoke badly about the state of affairs in the territory. The nobles around us exchanged funny looks.
âKeep your heads up. Thatâs our call,â I said, loud enough for the whole pavilion to hear us. If nobles thought this would weigh upon our shoulders, they were wrong.
Ilya took position by my right as the team captain, and we entered the crescent-shaped arena. The cheering died. Our magnificent uniforms didnât fool the crowd anymore. I reached the Marquis's side and saluted the VIP box. Only after Prince Adrien started applauding did the rest of the nobles acknowledge our presence.
The commoners in the stands hesitated to cheer for us. This wasnât a gentle world. They didnât care about the kidâs feelings. I glanced over my shoulder. Wolf was unfazed, and Zaon moved his lips, repeating, âNervous is goodâ repeatedly. Firana, on the other hand, was furious.
âTough crowd, uh?â I muttered.
âItâs only expected. Orphans donât get good classes. There is no reason to cheer for us,â Ilya replied with a grin. âYet.â
Did she look so mature back at the carriage?
The crowdâs attention lingered on us for an instant before the next team entered the arena. To my surprise, a single team represented the royal family: a group of cadets from the Imperial Academy. Five young cadets dressed in plain black, guided by Holst, entered the arena. The crowd came back to life. Considering the opulence of the other teams, the uniforms of the Imperial Academy cadets were disappointing. Even my group was better suited to the occasion.
Holst stood by my left, saluting the stands with a dull gesture.
âRobert Clarke, good to see you still among the living,â he greeted me with a bored tone.
His words, however, sent a shiver down my spine. Did he know assassins had tried to kill me a few days before? Captain Kiln had sworn to keep it a secret. The coincidences piled up. Holst knew about the attack and asked Lyra Jornâs help with the library when Luzian Abei had a small army of Scholars and Scribes at his disposal. I couldnât help but think Holst was still in contact with the culprit.
âPreceptor Holst,â I coldly greeted, my brain too busy to formulate a more wordy sentence.
âI didnât expect to meet my former students,â he added, looking past me at Ilya and the kids. âCertainly not in these circumstances.â
I swallowed my anger. This was a golden opportunity for the orphanage. Watching the skill of the imperial cadets could help me understand why Sir Janus had been the only commoner in Farcrest to assist the Imperial Academy. Even if we lost the tournament, we could improve our chances of getting them accepted into the Imperial Academy, putting them in the same echelon as nobles.
âDo you trust the ability of your current students to win the tournament?â I asked, examining the cadetâs faces. Three humans, a half-elf, and a harpy. They didnât seem thrilled to be part of the tournament.
Holst laughed.
âThese idiots arenât my students. These five failed their first year. If they donât win the tournament, they will be kicked out of the Academy,â he replied, shrugging. âFor failures like them, Iâd say they are the favorites to win the tournament.â
A glance at the Imperial Academy team revealed their strong shoulders and steady feet. Despite the lack of fashion, they looked like trained warriors instead of pampered noble kids. Their faces had lost the roundness of childhood, and their calm demeanor and sharp eyes revealed an intense training regime. I hoped not to bump into them until the later rounds of the tournament.
Our conversation was cut short because the Osgirian teams entered the arena. First, Lord Osgiria, then Lord Nara, and finally, a man dressed as a knight, followed by a group of kids in mismatched uniformsâeach one with the colors of their respective houses. Lord Osgiria stood by Holst's side and greeted the VIP box.
If Captain Kiln were right, our team would fight Lord Nara in the first round. I expected the man to be a merchant with a comically large belly. Instead, he looked like a cunning gray fox. I had to remind myself that buying a way into nobility required a skillful negotiator.
âThree teams, Lord Osgiria? You donât seem too confident in your chances,â Holst casually said.
The Imperial Academy had to be a powerhouse within the kingdom because Lord Osgiria swallowed any snarky remark.
Lord Herran, a tall and muscular redhead dressed in full warrior attire, entered next. I remembered him from the feastâboisterous, talkative, determined. The black mana-repelling axe hung from his belt, causing my stomach to feel sick if I looked for too long. House Herran only had two teams, one led by Lord Herran himself and the other by a man who could be his twin. Only half of the team members were human; the other half were different flavors of beast folk.
More than half of the kids had bright red hair like their lord. I wondered if red hair was a dominant gene in the Herran Dukedom because the kids looked healthy. There was not a trace of the infamous Habsburg chin. They were tall and robust like their lord.
I tried to glance at the axeâs runes, but Lord Herran was too far away.
âThatâs lord Herran and his army of copperhead bastards,â Holst pointed out, laughing at his joke.
I doubted that having a dozen children the same age was normal, even more so for a noble, considering how difficult succession could be. Lord Herran mustâve loved to spread his genes.
âItâs okay for him to present his⌠illegitimate kids in an official event like this?â I asked.
âDo you like gossip, Robert Clarke?â Holst raised an eyebrow.
âI like to be informed,â I replied.
Holst seemed satisfied with my answer.
âLord Herran is one of the few Combat Prestige Classes in the kingdom. He has the [Conqueror] Class,â Holst replied. âItâs only natural that he can do whatever he wants. Not even the king has enough power over Lord Herran to stop his⌠reproductive impulses.â
I nodded. The relationship between the royal house and the great three dukedoms was more complex than I initially thought. According to the stories, Combat Prestige Classes were, in essence, one-man armies that could create whole countries around their power. I wondered what kind of monsters the royal army found in the Deep Farlands to be obliged to retreat.
After Lord Herra, Lord Gairon entered the arena. The Gairon House was arguably the second most powerful family after the royal house, and their uniforms reflected their status. The blue was rich and deep, and the gold shone under the winter sun, seemingly casting the few clouds away. The crowd yelled and cheered. It wasnât surprising. Lord Gairon was a tall, tanned man with hair the color of ripe wheatâthe perfect poster boy and leader of the anti-war faction.
âHe has to go down if we want the royal faction to have a chance,â Holst said.
It suddenly hit me. Holst and I technically supported the same faction.
âLord Gairon is also a Prestige Class?â I asked.
âA [Sacred Knight], yes. Rumor says he reached the mythic level sixty,â Holst replied. âLetâs hope their teams are more⌠farming inclined.â
The crowd became more tame after the three big houses made their entrance. Lord Vedras received less than half of House Gaironâs support, probably because of the tax disputes between Farcrest and the Vedras dukedom. He had brought three teams.
Duke Jornâs presence almost caused the arena to become completely silentâHolst told me he was also a high-level Prestige Class, a Shadow Stalker.
âThat sounds dangerous,â I pointed out.
âSellen Jorn is one of the most dangerous men in the kingdom. His mere existence was enough for the king to create a whole new duchy,â Holst said. âTake an Assassin and a Shadow Fencer, mix them, double their powers, and then double them again. Thatâs a Shadow Stalker in a nutshell.â
I tried to imagine it. The Assassin who attacked the orphanage would have had a hard time with any class without a skill like my mana blades. I had been lucky to have a favorable matchup against him; otherwise, I might have been dead. His capacity to disable my movement was scarily effective. A man with the skills of an Assassin and a Shadow Fencer had dangerous implications.
âPrince Adrien wanted Sellen Jorn as his Master of Assassins, but he didnât want to leave his people in the north,â Holst said. âWalls, doors, bars, locks, nothing can stop a Shadow Stalker. Only the woven barrier of several high-level Fortifiers can stop him. Or so itâs said.â
Gears turned inside my skull. I wondered if Duke Jorn was involved in the disappearance of the evidence of Raudhanâs poisoning. He certainly had the skill to move unnoticed through the Great Hall. Stealing a box with shards of glass would be a walk in the park for him.
The rest of the teams passed in a blur as my mind reviewed the party's events. Sellen Jorn was undoubtedly suspicious. His lack of presence was as unnerving as it was useful for an infiltration mission. Could he be involved in Raudhanâs poisoning? Lord Vedras had denied the existence of any co-conspirators, and we were almost entirely sure that Raudhan hadnât been poisoned by Ashroot.
Duke Jorn's political positioning was hard to determine. The northern dukedoms were poor, and just like Farcrest, they served as a bulwark against the Monster Surges. Four families controlled most of the kingdomâs economy and politics. House Gairon, House Herran, House Osgiria, and the Royal Family. The northern dukedoms didnât benefit from the current trade routes and wouldnât directly benefit from a new trade route into the Kingdom of Tagabiria.
However, they would benefit from a closer relationship with the royal family.
Duke Jorn had no reason to poison Captain Kiln.
Ilya tugged the sleeve of my jacket, bringing me back to the present. The master of ceremonies was finishing a long speech about the legacy of Stephaniss of Farcrest, the previous lord of the city and the Marquis's grandfather. Even the Marquis seemed bored.
âPrince Adrien will draw the matches for the first round!â The master of ceremonies announced.
Prince Adrien came forward, and an assistant brought a glass bowl filled with small wooden rods. He put his hand in the bowl, picked one randomly, and passed it to his companion. The woman dressed in purple read it out loud, her voice magically amplified. Her pleasant contralto voice made me think she was a singer.
âHouse Nara versusâŚâ she received the second wooden rod. âLowellâs Orphanage!â
Just like Captain Kiln had warned me.
I didnât expect us to be the opening fight. The other teams returned to the pavilion, and a group of Scribes carried the System Shrine Shard embedded in its copper nest to the center of the arena. I assumed it was there to ensure all participants met the requirements for the tournament.
âLetâs go, team,â I said.
We formed next to the Shrine Shard and in front of Lord Naraâs team. The master of ceremonies activated the blue orb, and the kids' names, classes, and levels appeared before us. Luckily, Lord Nara and I were exempt from the crystal ability. Being outed as a Runeweaver wasnât part of my plans.
Belya Nara, Geomancer Lv.3 Arel Nara, Warrior Lv.5 Lino, Soldier Lv.9 Jan, Archer Lv.3 Aiwin, Courier Lv.7 Firana Aias, Wind Fencer Lv.1 Ilya, Hunter Lv.2 Zaon, Classless Lv.1 Wolf, Classless Lv.1 The System prompts might have been big enough for the crowd to read because a murmur rose from the stands. I didnât need [Awareness] to understand the commotion. Half of my team was classless in a world where Classes were everything. Lord Nara also seemed to notice the discrepancy between our teams.
âIâm feeling generous today, Mister Caretaker. I will gladly accept your surrender and spare you the embarrassment if you apologize for wasting our time,â Lord Nara said with a mellow, totally fake voice. âYou can save the kids the shame of losing in front of their countrymen.â
The master of ceremonies looked at me.
âWhat do you think, Ilya?â I asked.
âThe team is ready, Mister Clarke. We fight,â she replied without any hint of doubt.
Despite Lord Naraâs clever expression, he was underestimating us. I couldnât blame him. He had lived all his life in a world where value was determined by class and level. Developing an eye for people wasnât as helpful as on Earth, where it could mean the difference between life and death.
âWe fight,â I said.
âDonât say I didnât extend the courtesy of an honorable withdrawal,â Lord Nara grinned, his fox-like eyes turned into thin lines.
The master of ceremonies nodded.
âThe Rules are simple. The team that loses the coin toss has to choose its first fighter, and then the winning team chooses its opponent. Then, the roles change. Every team has two picks and two counter picks, for a total of four fighters,â the master of ceremonies explained, pulling a gold coin from the pocket.
I nodded. There was a level of strategy involved in the pairing phase. I could pair Firana against their weakest member to ensure a vast point difference. Or I could choose Zaon to keep things equalized. If I were Lord Nara, I would leave the Lv.7 Courier outside the selection. As fast as they were, they werenât a combatant Class, but on the other hand, even non-combatants could develop useful masteries.
Zaon had a good matchup against the Soldier and the Warrior, as their combat skills were on the âbasicâ side of the spectrum. However, the Archer, the Geomancer, and the Courier could present a problem to him. Wolf also had a bad matchup against the Archer and the Geomancer because he relied on solid and static positioning to use his muscles. Ilya and Firana had good matchups against the enemy team, but the enemy Geomancer worried me the most. She wasnât just an Advanced Class, but a relative of Lord Nara.
âHere goes the coin,â the master of ceremonies said. He threw it high and caught it mid-flight.
Lord Nara kindly offered me the call.
âHeads,â I replied with a grin.
âHeads,â the master of ceremonies said, revealing the coin.
[Awareness] didnât disappoint, but I made a mental note to keep it hidden from Ilya. She wouldnât be on board with blatant cheating, even if we had the disadvantage. As cunning as Ilya was, strategy and cheats were completely different.
Lord Nara huffed. âLino, you go first.â
The Soldier kid stepped forward. He was tall, probably a year older than my kids, but [Awareness] told me he was nervous. Soldier Class was painfully close to no class at all.
âZaon, you go first. Is that okay with you?â I said, hoping the combination of Light-Footed and Lv.2 Longsword Mastery would match a Lv.9 Soldier with a couple of skills under his sleeve.
Zaon nodded.
It was my turn to choose and Lord Naraâs turn to counter-pick. âIlya, you go second,â I said.
Ilya came forward, prompting a laugh from the rival Fighter.
âDo you want to fight the gnome, Arel?â Lord Nara asked.
âYes, my lord. Iâm confident I can get a ten-point lead over a Gnome Hunter,â Arel Nara replied.
A vein popped on Ilyaâs forehead.
âGood. I chose my cousin Arel Nara for the second fight,â Lord Nara said.
Then, Lord Nara selected the Archer boy for the third fight, which put me in a tough spot. The Archer and the Geomancer were hard matchups for Wolf, and I lacked a fifth or sixth member to play around it. Nonetheless, the Archers werenât known for their vast arsenal of skills.
âWolf, you go against him,â I said.
Wolf nodded.
âWhich leaves us with the last pair,â Lord Nara said with a mocking smile.
âFirana, you go last,â I said.
âBelya, my daughter, will be my last pick,â Lord Nara replied.
The dueling pairs were ready.
âSo be it. The tournament's first match will be between Lino the Soldier and Zaon the Elf,â the master of ceremonies said, his voice suddenly amplified again as the Scribes took the System Shrine orb away. âContestants, please go get your equipment. May the System bless you all.â
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Discord Royal Road Patreon Iâll keep it short, Iâm getting my hair cut later this week and I want something new. Iâve had a side part forever, but I donât like it. My hair is longer but flat and straight. There is no texture on top. I also have trouble getting it to stay in place. Any suggested styles/cuts?
What the title says. I cut the line because I wasnât up to dealing with that shit, but holy fuck. This snapping turtle came from underneath the deck and just yoinked the Blue Gill. I had a bob on and everything. Cut the line almost immediately. Last I saw the snapper spit it out by accident and the fish raced underneath the deck with the snapper in pursuit. Hopefully the snapper is ok and doesnât eat the fishy. Ugh. This sucks. Happened at my local park too. I was hesitant in calling for help. Couldnât really see if the snapper got ahold of the fish once they went under the deck. I sure hope not. What are your guys thoughts on this?
My medium long haired 9 year old cat just had to undergo surgery to remove a huge hairball, she wouldn't have survived without it. I need advice and suggestions on how I can prevent her from having to have such extreme surgery in the future. Are there any dietary supplements I can give her, should I give her a teddy bear cut etc? She grooms herself and 2 of our short haired young adopted rescues who she mothers. So it's going to be hard to stop her from doing that as it's such a natural behaviour. Brushing alone hasn't helped enough to not get her in this position.
i've been friends w this girl for 7 years (let's call her grace). we have CONSTANTLY been on and off for those 7 years but always ended up friends again. for context, this girl is, to societys standards, PRETTY pretty. she has the ultimate pretty privilege and gets away with any and everything bc she is SO good at manipulation, having a smooth sweet voice, and just looking good in general. she had a period of having sexual actions with alot of boys in a short time span, but, 7 months ago, ended up with a boy and they have been dating since then. she has cheated in her previous relationship of 2 years twice, so me and my own boyfriend had suspicion she would cheat on this boy aswell. i recently got told a few stories by grace's BEST FRIEND (luna) of what grace has been doing in these 7 months. one of these things was talking behind my back to my friends (and luna) abt how she wanted to fck my bf, and just do stuff with him. (she said ALOT) she also said she "had him first" until i came along. (i spoke to him when he was 12, theyve been friends since maybe 11? i knew him when he was 11 but we didnt talk.) i was raging. she kept on saying that he tried to kiss her at a park once, when theyve never been to that park alone together. (so, spreading lies). next day, with luna, luna tells me shes said he tried to kiss her ANOTHER TIME. i call her and yelled at her telling her to shut her fcking trap (infeont of a bunch of old ppl.. whoops) THEEENNN a few days later i went up to her and asked her abt it and her sweet voice made me forgive her for like an hour maybe? but when i got home i messaged her a paragprah basically saying i'm cutting her out of my life. she THEN messages luna saying shit like "____ is a paranoid psycho bitch!" "i will never talk to YOU again but i will talk to your BOYFRIEND! i dont even want your ugly ass bf." and MUCCHHHH more but i don't have the ss (i saw the msgs irl). i wen tto the park with some of my friends the day after, (M, J, L, Me and luna) me and luna tell the other 2 (L already knew). this got me stressed and angry (mainly bc eveyrone was interrupting me) so my boyfriend came up and we walked around, when i came back, graces bf was there and so was an additional like maybe three people? in our firsnd group. luna came to me and said that graces bf forgave her for chetaing four times (we had proof ?!) so i got REALLY mad, AND I SAW GRACE IN THE DISTANCE AND I WAS LIKE naww shes not coming here no way. got more stressed. i ran upt o graces bf and shouted at him saying i hated him so much because i love him (if ykwim) and i hated him and his actions because i care about him so badly, and i just hated him SO much. i teared up and wlaked away (towards where luna, L and my bf was standing, away from the rest as they came to greet me when i strolled baxk up) then i saw grace again and lost my marrrrbles. i shouted, threatened her, screamed, and this was all mainly because she spoke about wanting to f my boyfriend, then called him and ugly ass. did i mention she said he looks like he has a minge? to my face? when i confronted her earlier? he is literally the most mashcline man looking ?? (muscles, stubble, he only has long hair but thats because he is a fan of metal) i did that infeont of about 8 or more of my friends? including my boufriend. i then went to my boyfriend in anger and we walked Way together, he was shocked (because he has NEVER seen me shout like that before) i then cried to him for like maybe thirty minutes or so. i left my friends gc with abut twenty people and have barely spoken to them since. this was last week friday. only people ive properly spoken to since friday was graces bf, L, luna, and my bf. i dont feel terrible, shes been a pathological liar, a horrible person, a manipulator and gaslughter for 7 years now. she has done many more things rvenetly that provoked my snapping but tthose were ainly the things done that affected me and my bf. she has stolen from charity shops and luna even though theyre "best friends", and she attempted to gaslight luna into thinking she just found them (jewlery) somewhere but luna luterally made one of the bracelets stolen.
i am posting this here because most of my friends dont really talk to me anymore, and are just continuing as normal with grace, shutting me out instead of her. shes always been easily forgiven and me and luna assume its for her looks and voice. everybody is still friends wiht her, im the one who has suffered just bevause she tormented me so badly i could not keep it inside anymore
im open to questions abt anything
TLDR; friend was awful, screamed at her in public park infront of whole friendgroup, friends forgave her and treat her as normal but dont talk to me as much. i assume its bc i left the gc but im not so sure.
sorry for bad spelling, rrddit gets really jetlagged and super behind when im typing and i cant be bothered to go through everybspelling with this shitty ass jer lag oh my god i cant even see my self type. sorry for yapping, might be the autism
I'm moving to the CWE area soon and am looking for a hair salon to go to once I move. I typically get a color all over and then regular trims. I typically am not used to paying more than $150-$180 for a color and cut before tip. Do these places exist in STL or does it typically cost more? Obviously I would like someone with a decent skill level. Not necessarily looking for a luxury salon. Recommendations would be great, thanks!
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example: hair cut while drinking purified water, then drinking spring water. the cut will mark the point that you can regrow the hair at to however long it was at the time of the cut. If it was cut to a buzz cut while drinking purified, reversing it will not bring it back to pre-haircut.