I think it RULES.
Also I cut and coloured my hair again because I was pissed off at Missy. Obviously, destroying shit is the answer when you are irritated with someone.
It looked like the icon before. Now it looks like this:
I managed, obviously, to get an amazing tan in the process.
All of the hair I cut off is stored inside a latex glove. I am going to start an etsy account where I sell weird things like that.
"Creepy bag of hair in glove. Real, human hair. Blonde, black, and purple. Unique gift item!"
I am so obsessed with cutting my hair that it could totally work.
I also have bits of coloured scab from when my tattoo was healing. Missy has them right now, but I can steal them back. I have a nice box that those could go in. Real human skin!!
For sale soon, on an internet near you.
I need to stop cutting my fucking hair.