My life, forever changed

I sit before a bottle of developer and powder bleach. I'm sick of looking in the mirror and seeing someone I dont know. It's not the best method of achieving perfection, but at this point I really don't care.

I knew from the moment I popped those pills my life would never be the same. Piercings, then the clothing changed, then the hair... I took a three year hiatus but I realized it wasn't who I was.

When I got my tattoos I felt on top of the world. I was finally identifiable. I was finally getting closer to being me.

I want to wake up to purple hair. I want to wake up to your face.

I know that I can only control so much in my life before it gets senseless.

So here goes all hell.