Dear Cowlicks,
You are aggravating.
I hate when you taunt me by pretending to be defeated by hairspray and then five minutes later, popping out your ugly presence again.
You watch me train you with my bobby pins and we shall see who gets the last laugh.
Probably you. CURSES.
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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