Dred Head
Yes im a dredhead,i've been rockin my sister locs since i was five.My Ma was tired of me twiddling my braids out & i was tired of her racking my air spouts.
Every time i would go to a new school,i would be the only girl with dreds.Girls thought i was crazy & on them meds,but now i know they was just hatin cause them boys was crowding around asking where i got it done,cause they liked the style.
Now that they got used to the idea that i was keepin them dreded up so they left me alone & just gave up.
Im glad i didnt give into peer preasure & when i get older my dreds gunna grow down my back & when im in the club i can shack my dreds while them boys are throwin stacks.
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SilentStormposted on 07/24/2009
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