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22.7.06
Cortar o cabelo

Pois é... hoje fui mesmo cortar o cabelo.
 
Até perto dos 20 anos tive sempre o cabelo comprido, até ao meio das costas. A partir daí foi só cortar, cortar, cortar. Ele agora andava como já não o via há muito, mesmo a tocar nos ombros. Grande demais. Com histórias guardadas numas pontas que já não tinham lugar ali. Foram-se!
 
Gosto mesmo de cortar o cabelo! :)
 

Posted at 18:45 by silentsoul

Silentsoul
November 2, 2006   12:21 AM PST
 
Não há foto ^^ Num quero que me reconheçam na rua, anda por aí gente muito esquisita :P
Tania
October 25, 2006   01:46 PM PDT
 
Então e foto? Eu quero ver!!! :)))
Name
October 9, 2006   06:48 PM PDT
 
e cortares a cabeça de vez? assim iam-se toooodas as histórias de vez... =)

if you need a hand... ;)
Friedrich
September 8, 2006   01:14 AM PDT
 
Então força pequena, deixa lá o quase... E volta em pleno mesmo com algumas pontas soltas...

Beijos
[AVENA]
July 28, 2006   01:51 PM PDT
 
Mandas reclamar e eu reclamo...
Cadê tu?
 

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