Every fucking time I do my hair Or get my hair done. I get fucked over. And I'm god damn tired of it. So now I'm angry, My knuckles are bloody, and I'm crying. Never again will I go through such hell. Fuck you.
Yeah, but my hair means a lot to me, like more than anything. I was in the salon from 10 this morning till 3 this afternoon. She stripped the black, put brown in it, and black over some parts of my hair. Then she cut it and put layers in it. And I can't tell a big difference. I'm getting ready to post picture. I absolutely hate it. I cut my bangs and it looks a little better.
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