my hair is VERY soft and could EASILY be played with and you know how many people are playing with my hair??? zero
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My mom isn’t letting me get my hair cut because she doesn’t think it looks good on girls.
I see your shifting gaze, that disgusted glance. I know you’re questioning my parenting from across the elementary school assembly.
Let me tell you a little story about the kindergarten student with bright purple hair, my little Raven Marie…
A month before school started she decided to play hair stylist with the craft scissors, and to save what was left I had to opt for a pixie cut. She was absolutely devastated. It was about three hours before she stopped her harsh sobbing and hiccups.
Why?
She has thought that the length of a girls hair was what made her “girly”. I know I’ve personally had many hairstyles around her before, including a purple mohawk, which many people criticized as not being “girly” enough. Media, other children, other parents, and society made it worse. She would randomly burst in tears while out in public for the first week of her new style, screaming that she looked like a boy. That everyone would think she’s a boy.
At one point she took off her bow in her hair, threw it at a cashier and screamed, “I DON’T NEED THIS BOW TO TELL YOU THAT I’M NOT A BOY, BECAUSE I’M NOT”
Proudly stomping away in her blue jean overalls, head held high.
Once we edged closer to the first day of school she kept asking questions like, “Do you think the other kids will like me? Do you think they’ll be my friend? Will they think I’m a boy? Will they pick on me because I have boy hair?”
So I went to the grocery store, bought some dye, and spent the whole night transforming my bright blonde little girl into a plum punk rock fairy. I then assured her that if any of the kids didn’t like her, they were just jealous.
As for you, mothers and teachers with the wandering eyes filled with disgust and judgement, I’m in the business of raising a free spirit.
Here’s to you, Raven Marie. I love you.
Yay to kids with colored hair cause, why the hell not!
as a fellow socially anxious person, i think it’s important to let you all know that no one cares about your flaws as much as you do. no one is going to notice if your hair is a little flat, or that you’re eyebrows are a little uneven, or that there is a loose thread in the hem of your sweater. and, even if they do, no one is going to hate you for it, or think you’re gross, or stop being your friend because of it. hell, being around someone who isn’t perfect is nice because we can all take comfort in knowing that EVERYBODY has slightly off odds and ends. so don’t pay any mind to the little things that make you worry, no one is going to think less of you for them.
This shampoo was supposed to give my hair volume but I really can’t hear anything
The movie ain’t even out yet and I’m already in tears
omggg
I’m dying 😭😭😫😫😍😍😍
Purity
this is really pure.
the water waved.
styled her hair.
delivered her safely onto shore.
embrace yourself. all the way from the long hair growing on your thighs to the tan lines on your skin !!!
The movie ain’t even out yet and I’m already in tears
omggg
I’m dying 😭😭😫😫😍😍😍
Purity
this is really pure.
the water waved.
styled her hair.
delivered her safely onto shore.
Nobody will ever love you as much as an artist can. On your worst days, they will find poetry in the knots of your hair.
You make lists in your head about what you want in a lover, like brown hair and a sweet voice. A sharp mind and a soft heart, a sense of humor that actually makes you laugh like you mean it. This and that. And it’s all bullshit. Because people aren’t lists. And I’ve always wanted to be the person who made someone realize that. I want to come across someone with a list in their head that is nothing like the person I am, and I want to show them what they didn’t even know they were looking for. People who think they know what they want are fooling themselves. Nobody really knows what they want.
Not until it’s right in front of them.


