a cut of perfection
I had wanted to cut my hair for a while, now, but postponed it for fear of the certain baldness below. Nonetheless, knowing that the state of being at peace with one’s unattractiveness is by far preferred to perpetual denial, and the fact that my hair- thinning or no- is incredibly unmanageable when “long”, I went to a barber on Friday. (more…)
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