Dear Hair,
I love and hate you in equal amounts. Why have you chosen now to have one of your spaz attacks? I've been very kind to you as of late. I've treated you as a cherished member of my body and yet you flip my the proverbial bird and throw yourself too and fro like a drunken sailor. Is this truly necessary? You know he's looking forward to seeing you grow. He's expecting something more than just your half assed attempt at looking okay.
Right now, I can't decide who I'm getting more annoyed with. You and your antics, or him and his damn hopes.
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