So she asked me to grow it back out. That was October. It was short as fuck then. I finally reached the point where I was sick of my hair taking forever to dry b/c it's so damned thick. Solution, cut that shit. Fuck it. My hair was to my ass in H.S. - been there, done that.
Before
After
Yeah, I'm Irish. And yes, the sun is my mortal enemy.:Spin:
So, what's the big deal? I really don't see any difference.
Discuss.
Before
After
Yeah, I'm Irish. And yes, the sun is my mortal enemy.:Spin:
So, what's the big deal? I really don't see any difference.
Discuss.