No title for this because as my fingers are hitting the keyboard i am still clueless about what im going to write about. I just know that i need to, thoughts and ideas emotions and feelings need to be expressed ASAP this is what i get for being over emotional lol ehhh oh well i make em proud. So a question 
I have been often asked this summer is, "Why did you cut your hair!?!?!" the easy answer i give them all is HELLOOO i live in phnx where it's easily like 200 degrees on a Tuesday afternoon. But for those who have been around and stay for the long haul know that my hair has always been a huge reflection of what's going on in the inside. Ill never forget spring of my sophomore year of high school probably Easter-ish i had this crazy curly beautiful (in my opinion) long hair.. then i found out my boyfriend at the time had been sleeping with my "best friend" before i knew i was in the bathroom with my sisters scissors chopping off my own hair. crazy girl type shit right?! lol NO i figure my hair shows that i had put time in growing it and growing myself. the length reflects the time which also reveals the memories and people i have had during this time. Looking at the mirror that day all 
i wanted to do was eliminate these people and i thought cut your hair and you are cutting them out of your life. it makes sense right?? well it's gonna have to because from there on out my hair symbol basically of what was going on inside. After that my hair grew and some thaaaangs happened so it was gone lol then i got to college had a boyfriend got into my sorority things were pretty awesome we broke up but it was nothing drastic (kind offff) finally got it to a satisfying length and BAM! that son of a bitch sam came into m
y life, loved my long hair. When we broke up half the reason was in spite of him because he liked it so much but i didn't care. Gradually spring approached and it as all down hill. needless to say now i have a boy hair cut totally cute but short! some may have gotten to this part and asked themselves... did she really just write a piece about her hair.. answer: YES I DID. so that's that my hair is short and i love it now despite the shitty things that happened for it to get this way.
I have been often asked this summer is, "Why did you cut your hair!?!?!" the easy answer i give them all is HELLOOO i live in phnx where it's easily like 200 degrees on a Tuesday afternoon. But for those who have been around and stay for the long haul know that my hair has always been a huge reflection of what's going on in the inside. Ill never forget spring of my sophomore year of high school probably Easter-ish i had this crazy curly beautiful (in my opinion) long hair.. then i found out my boyfriend at the time had been sleeping with my "best friend" before i knew i was in the bathroom with my sisters scissors chopping off my own hair. crazy girl type shit right?! lol NO i figure my hair shows that i had put time in growing it and growing myself. the length reflects the time which also reveals the memories and people i have had during this time. Looking at the mirror that day all 
i wanted to do was eliminate these people and i thought cut your hair and you are cutting them out of your life. it makes sense right?? well it's gonna have to because from there on out my hair symbol basically of what was going on inside. After that my hair grew and some thaaaangs happened so it was gone lol then i got to college had a boyfriend got into my sorority things were pretty awesome we broke up but it was nothing drastic (kind offff) finally got it to a satisfying length and BAM! that son of a bitch sam came into m
y life, loved my long hair. When we broke up half the reason was in spite of him because he liked it so much but i didn't care. Gradually spring approached and it as all down hill. needless to say now i have a boy hair cut totally cute but short! some may have gotten to this part and asked themselves... did she really just write a piece about her hair.. answer: YES I DID. so that's that my hair is short and i love it now despite the shitty things that happened for it to get this way. **** thank you marriott for providing me with a computer to get through the day and paying me to blog.. basically. and shoutout to by big just because i love her!
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