It's not that I don't love you. Sure, I've colored you every shade imaginable, chopped you off both professionally and with a pair of kitchen scissors, curled and permed you, straightened you, and filled you with a ton of product, but that's only because you're so nice. You are thick and grow so quickly, so any mistake is temporary. That's what's so great about you.
But this? This isn't great.
In short, please stop sticking straight out from my head.
Love and kisses,