Diary Of Your Neighborhood KINKLORD

It's my fault

Today was interesting.

My mother has made it very clear to me that I'm not allowed to bleach my own hair for very obvious reasons. She has good points and all, but I just don't really care, and I know what I'm doing to a degree that I won't hurt myself. Box bleach is thought to go either really wrong, or just okay. For me, it ended up okay. It could've gone worse, and it probably could've a little better. The front of my head processed pretty well but the rest of my head was a different story. It was patchy and orange and some places didn't even process at all. I probably should've had someone help me get the back of my head, but welp, uhhhh plz don't touch my hair. 

Yeah, maybe I should've gone to ULTA and invested in a professional process, but nah, I spent all my money and I can't take more out till my mom gets back. She will not approve lmao, that's why I did it while she was away. I'm using the L'Oreal Colorista bleach kit which smells pretty fucking awful. It stings my nose hella bad but at least my hair isn't disintegrating. I'm impressed. The bleach lifted my burgundy to a faded red. I just put a second coating of bleach on and it's half way done. I'll probably get more bleach tomorrow. What's cool is that the kit comes with an "anti-brass" toning conditioner but it's kinda trash. I used more than recommended but yet it didn't really do much. It's supposed to be enough to last a couple of washes but idk man. 

Later in the day, once I had rinsed and dried my hair, CB and mother stopped by. We played minecraft and ate weird gross caramel shit idk. After that, we really just rummaged through my brothers' garbage dump of a room. Mother found handcuffs and started getting kinky. 

Now after dinner and a motherfucking rootbeer float, I feel sad. I wish CB didn't feel so pressured to say stuff. :((( It's okay, please understand that you are wonderful regardless.

Visitation Of The Ghost ~ The Brobecks

PS: I want my magazines hhh :P