She asks me why.. I'm just a hairy guy..
Dec. 14th, 2003 12:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
honeymonsterI need a fucking haircut. It's more than halfway down my back, it's always hiding in my asscrack (and other places), I can't do much of anything without tying it back.. Of course, I have no money for this.
Every time my hair gets this long and I go to cut it, they ask me if I really wanna do it. "Are you sure?"
No, I just came here because I love the smell.
I know guys are supposed to be really into long hair, but tough shit. I had hair past my ass for years, and it was a royal pain in the ass to take care of. Heavy, too.
If my hair being long is that important, fine, you take care of it. Make sure it doesn't mat up, wash ALL of it until it squeaks.. and while you're at it, carry it too. or, better yet, grow your own fucking hair and stop worrying about mine.
*pant pant*
Okay, I'm done.
I feel better.
Every time my hair gets this long and I go to cut it, they ask me if I really wanna do it. "Are you sure?"
No, I just came here because I love the smell.
I know guys are supposed to be really into long hair, but tough shit. I had hair past my ass for years, and it was a royal pain in the ass to take care of. Heavy, too.
If my hair being long is that important, fine, you take care of it. Make sure it doesn't mat up, wash ALL of it until it squeaks.. and while you're at it, carry it too. or, better yet, grow your own fucking hair and stop worrying about mine.
*pant pant*
Okay, I'm done.
I feel better.
