KIDS DON'T LET THE ESTABLISHMENT "FASHION BLOCK" YOU ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Why do I feel like shit almost every night even when I have a great day? What the Fuck? I'm so sick and tired of this. I'm slowly letting people get close to me again and telling everyone what's happened to me and how I ended up this way but it's so fucking tough and I can't paste on a smile anymore. Not for anyone. Not even myself.
Fashion Nightmare # Whatever/Insight and Wisdom for SGer's #1
First lesson is don't get fooled by trendy looking people in a trendy looking NYC hair salon. They don't know shit about dreads. Haha. I tried to get dreads but all they did was put shit in my hair that ended up drying later and making my scalp itch like a motherfucker. I was given false information and ripped off like the sucker I am. It's cool. I'll figure out what to do with my hair later.
Lesson #2
I am a goofy white jewish kid battling with depression and was in need of some serious change. That doesn't mean I have to run out and fuck with my hair. I need the inner change and not the outer bullshit. Freaky girls, "Normal" girls, whatever girls are all girls. They can all be fucked up or cool no matter what they look like.
I am the goofy white jewish depressed kid now. I will eventually get through this shit and be a better person but I can do it with dreadlocks or with a shaved head. Makes no fucking difference. Why do I keep looking for fashion accessories and haircuts to save my life? Fuck. I'm literally going through my teenage rebellion phase at 24.
The only way dreads can help me out (besides the fact they look cool) is they might get me girls. If that's the case then sign me up today. Haha...I need something but it's not a haircut. If I want dreads then I'll get real ones as opposed to the bullsht I got on Thursday. Fucking assholes are always trying to "fashion block" me. Ok. After showering and washing mud out of your hair things tend to become a bit more comical. I feel a bit better now but I still look like shit. hahaha.
Why do I feel like shit almost every night even when I have a great day? What the Fuck? I'm so sick and tired of this. I'm slowly letting people get close to me again and telling everyone what's happened to me and how I ended up this way but it's so fucking tough and I can't paste on a smile anymore. Not for anyone. Not even myself.
Fashion Nightmare # Whatever/Insight and Wisdom for SGer's #1
First lesson is don't get fooled by trendy looking people in a trendy looking NYC hair salon. They don't know shit about dreads. Haha. I tried to get dreads but all they did was put shit in my hair that ended up drying later and making my scalp itch like a motherfucker. I was given false information and ripped off like the sucker I am. It's cool. I'll figure out what to do with my hair later.
Lesson #2
I am a goofy white jewish kid battling with depression and was in need of some serious change. That doesn't mean I have to run out and fuck with my hair. I need the inner change and not the outer bullshit. Freaky girls, "Normal" girls, whatever girls are all girls. They can all be fucked up or cool no matter what they look like.
I am the goofy white jewish depressed kid now. I will eventually get through this shit and be a better person but I can do it with dreadlocks or with a shaved head. Makes no fucking difference. Why do I keep looking for fashion accessories and haircuts to save my life? Fuck. I'm literally going through my teenage rebellion phase at 24.
The only way dreads can help me out (besides the fact they look cool) is they might get me girls. If that's the case then sign me up today. Haha...I need something but it's not a haircut. If I want dreads then I'll get real ones as opposed to the bullsht I got on Thursday. Fucking assholes are always trying to "fashion block" me. Ok. After showering and washing mud out of your hair things tend to become a bit more comical. I feel a bit better now but I still look like shit. hahaha.
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yeah we are indeed from the same neck of the woods.
and fyi, a tragus is that little nodule at the front of your ear. my friend calls it the "ear clit."