I want to cut my hair again, but literally at least once a day my mom is telling me how I should definitely not get my hair any shorter than it is...
Being re-closeted in my parents house is somehow even more exhausting than I thought it would be. It's like they have heat-seeking missiles leading them to say exactly what I don't want to hear at any given moment, and I just have sit there and "uh-huh" my way through it
















