I walked into the office, hoping no one would see me.
I’m crazy and this is impossible because I’m a walking human.
I still cannot get over the fact that I have the haircut I have now.
But really, it’s not too bad from the opinions I’ve gathered. It’s just me who’s thinking it looks really bad.
Whatever it is, the hair will look like the hair now.
I will only look forward to the day it’s longer again and not so puffy anymore.
I don’t know if I wrote about this but I actually made a statement many months ago when I had short hair that by the time my hair grows long, it’ll also be the time I meet the right one. Looks like it’s gonna take awhile.
Of late, I look sad and blue. I can feel how I look. I look bored at work and I have this constant feeling of constipation going on. I don’t know how to describe this but it’s like I’m wrapped up and so enclosed, I don’t know how to let myself out.
I need someone to save me.