Dear hair,
Why didn't you tell me I was hurting you? You're not pretty..you've lost your shine and your softness and everything that allows people to know that you are hair, not just some disgusting roadkill that got glued to my scalp.
I know it's my fault that you aren't particularly attractive. You're not ugly, you're just...earthy.
Love,
Lynna
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This is just a look into the twisted diary that lives inside my head ranting (sometimes inappropriately) about objects that most likely are undeserving of my rage.
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