dear bangs,

you mock me. go away. i have done so good growing my hair out and now you call me back.
saying, "amanda your forehead is loney. and cold. cut bangs please." i know you're not cold, we're in texas and it's 80 degrees today.

i am seriously just at a loss. well, maybe not. maybe i can. but i can't. but i can.

oh the torture. the sweet torture.

almost bangless, but with now long hair Amanda

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