*Warning- Rant post ahead*
Your hair is gone.
What?! I’m turning bald?!
No. I mean… you cut it.
Oh. Yeah. So?
But it was so thick and lustrous!
Okie, you’re creeping me out now.
You don’t look like yourself.
WELL GOD FORBID I START TO LOOK LIKE YOU, LOSER.
Did cutting my hair suddenly become an immortal sin?
It's hair, morons. It'll grow back. What, did I cut my wrists? Or YOUR hair?!
But NOH you don't get it.
Cutting off my hair is not a PAGAN PRACTICE.
And, The Auntie Federation of The World- cutting my hair will NOT affect my eligibility to get married.
I'M A TEENAGER. HAIR AND HUSBANDS ARE THE LAST THINGS ON MIND.
In that order, yesh.
And it's so sad when I Barbie asked me "Didn't you like, cry, when you like saw your hair fall slowly to the ground, when you were like in the salon? Like, CRY?"
Oh, lyk YAH, Barbie. I was weeping so hard, I also tried stabbing the stylist with a pair of scissors.
HARDY HAR HAR.