My hair is driving me mad. This is the 3rd fucking brush that breaks and the bristles get lost in my tangled middle of the head mess. Is there something in the water? Is it because I’m living on an oil field? Nothing is working. Nothing. Now it’s falling at the front too. Are these mofos poisoning me? It wouldn’t be the first time a black person is killed in the south.
I think I’m chopping it all off. I don’t know. I should be straightening it now instead of blogging but the pony tail that’s supposed to tame the flyaways is making it hard to blink. I can hear the strands snap at the hair line. I know people are suffering with real dilemmas the world over but I need help, people. When your own reflection scares the shit out of you, you’re due for an intervention.
Damn.
