I go to bed with straight hair. I wake up with straight hair, even after I brush it. I go to bed with curly hair. I wake up with a nest for a head, and a poofy nest after I brush it. Don't give me some science-y shit, because I just want to not understand and continue to have crap hair all my life. Besides, no one likes a Sneech.
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De TodoThis is just a series of random thoughts that I have throughout the day, because why the heck not! Warning: You are about to enter the dangerous territory of my strange and twisted mind. Beware of spiders.
