I am so full of irrational rage right now. Like, to the point of grabbing my shears and cutting off all of BeAu's hair.
I am so tired of doing it. He abuses it, refuses to deal with it, but expects to have perfectly healthy, shiny, glossy, straight, fine asian hair.
Mother****er you are as mixed as a fruit cake but you have BLACK HAIR. You have coarse, extremely curly, incredibly dry hair. Chemically straightening it, refusing to wash it for months on end, and happily going about dreaming about bleaching half of it white blonde is about as realistic as you growing yellow ass skin.
But you know what? Go for it. I am not about to sit here for hours on end researching and painfully taking care of it for you to throw chemicals in it, rip a brush through it, and hot iron it every day. Nope. I am done. I can't do it anymore.
****in' japanophiles. How do I constantly end up with these people.
Lord and Lady help me. And get these hormones under control before I lose my mind between being horny, clingy, angry, and exhausted.