bald

I was the first face you saw when you were born, you were bald as my hair ran black. Now yours the last face I saw before I died, your hair ran black, as I was bald.

Even baldness becomes a beauty of a hairless head through the heart of acceptance

She was smart like that, and lucky like that, and people loved the hell out of her. They didn__ love the hell out of me; they ran the hell away from me. It wasn__ like I was a bad person or anything, I just _ had a lot of accidents. I didn__ mean accidents like I ate glue and then peed myself on a regular basis. I just tripped more than usual, and accidently set things on fire more than what would be considered __ormal_. I got kicked out of the village school only one moon-cycle before graduation for accidently making one of the teachers bald. How do you accidently make someone bald? That__ a good question. All you really need is a bucket of warm tar to accidently toss onto the back of their head. How do you get a bucket of warm tar? You don__ go looking for it or anything__r at least I didn__. It was just sitting on the road outside the school and I thought I should carry it inside to ask what it was.

Experience is like a comb that life gives you when you are bald.

Women love a self-confident bald man.

Bald as the bare mountain tops are bald, with a baldness full of grandeur.

Anyone who looks good with a bald head is seriously sexy.

All things old become new again. In my youth the athletes had crew cuts and the hippies had long hair. Now the athletes have long hair and the hippies are bald.

I had this dream about you last night. We were still married. I was giving you a haircut, like I always did, being careful to trim around the scar on the back of your head. I__ sorry I sometimes forgot it and left you with a bald spot. And, I__ sorry we didn__ work out. But you look pretty happy on Instagram.