“Let it grow” they say. As with everything else, my hair is subjugated to their demands; not knowing if it is a primal internal, or selfish external, desire. But when they leave (as they always do) I regain control and cut it off.
“Let it grow” they say. As with everything else, my hair is subjugated to their demands; not knowing if it is a primal internal, or selfish external, desire. But when they leave (as they always do) I regain control and cut it off.