i love all the options we get to choose from when it comes to the moods. and the one i picked feels so perfect. faded. like i'm unneeded and old. boring and useless. i don't get it. there's just so much i don't get. he said he likes it straightened...so i straighten it...and he doesn't even come to visit me that day. what the fuck. and i say unto you, one mortime:what.the.fuck.