If I feel sexy, my hair is sexy.
I know men are visual creatures, but if a man thinks I am not sexy just because I have short hair, then he can go tug on his wang instead.
I'm happy to make the best of myself, but it has to suit my own personal tastes.
When I grew my hair for a man it irritated the fuck out of me.
Truth is my fine hair was never really meant to grow.
But when I had hair extensions I felt like Lucrezia Borgia. In a good way.
I expect the same from a man.
If he pretends to like the same humour I do, sooner or later it will grate on him.
If we really find eachother funny it will be all exy-sexy.
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