woke up in the morning laughing, had a hilarious dream. sat on the edge of my bed, feeling a little of an air head. exerted my knee muscles and stood up, full force.
the next moment i knew was a sharp pain to the top of my head and i went crashing back flat on my bed. my head had hit the edge of my shelf cupboard =.=
my first fear wasn't a cracked skull, nor was it blood.
i was afraid that there would be an empty patch over the wounded area with no hair.
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