Strange Things

Remembering...

erratic_prophet | 16 November, 2005 12:46

...why I grew my bangs out in the first place. They're a pain in the ass.

So, I lied. I kept cutting shorter because they were in my face constantly and driving me insane. That coupled with my raging hormones made me want to stab random people and hack at my bangs with any mildly sharp object nearby. I figured the best solution would be for me to just snip them until I wasn't going insane anymore and then, when my raging tsunami of hormones settles down to a small squall, grow them out again.

Because cute doesn't always equal comfortable. Or sanity inducing.