i’m starting to realize who i want to be. an outline, if you will…

i want to light up any room i walk into. i want to prove everyone wrong. i want to show everyone i’m as awesome as i know i am. i want to be successful. i want to love what i do. i want to change people’s lives. i want to be rich. i want people to believe what i tell them THE FIRST TIME. i want to be that familiar face that you’ll always remember.

but for the next twenty-eight hours, i just want black hair.