Confessions: Wasting the Pretty

I wish I'd gotten married and had children at a very young age. Not that I didn't want to.  It just didn't happen that way.  Now, I don't know whether I can deal with either one because it takes a certain naivete to enjoy some things and my rose-colored glasses got lost a long time ago.

I can't stand my worthless ass sister.
Can't depend on her for shit!
That is all

I woke up with the perfect afro this morning.  Just the right amount of softness, control, and texture.
*sigh*
Too bad I had to wrangle the poor thing into a bun for work.  poor poor afro