Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Obstacles of being. Part Five.

What a useless waste of time and resources hair is. I wish I could cut straight, I would cut it off myself. But no, I have to go to a place and sit in a chair and be asked questions that I don't want to answer and have a comb to the eye and then charged for it. I hate hair. End rant.
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