Until about... 3 or 4 in the afternoon, I leave it down. Parted to the side. Er... The part is on the right, so does that mean my hair is parted TO the left? I can never decide how to say it.

Anyway, usually around then it starts to annoy me, and I pull back the top layers.

Then once I get sick of that, it goes in a ponytail. Of course there are various levels of ponytails, as well! As the ponytail deteriorates, I switch to a bun. I don't mean to brag, buuuuuut... My hair doesn't even need a sock to look bomb in a bun. So. Yeah.

It's all a process. :P And yes, this exact process happens just about every day! Unless I'm working. Then it automatically gets ruined and shoved under a hat. *sob*

"And death is at your doorstep
And it will steal your innocence
But it will not steal your substance
But you are not alone in this"

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