I have hair issues. My hair lacks style. Oh, now I’ve had style before; just not recently (like the last decade). I’ve proudly worn the Dorothy Hamill cut. I had the Farah Faucett and thought I was all that; never mind the fact that my hair was mousy brown and thick, not blond and bouncy….
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I hate to do this, really I do, but I think it’s time you and I parted ways. It’s not you, it’s me. No, I take that back. It’s mostly you. I need to stop lying just to spare your feelings. I’ll take full responsibility for any part I might have played. I’m not exactly…
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