You only get the best clothes for the rest of your life, or the best hair. The other one is doomed to perpetual frump gathering. Which do you choose?
THE HAIR. I would hate looking like a doofus, but my awesome haircut right now gives me so much joy I actually have nightmares that it grows out too fast. I wake up sweating and near tears, honestly. Isn’t it awesome that that is as bad as my nightmares get lately??
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