shallowest post ever
OMG.
He cut his hair and I hate it. I hate it so much.
I hate it so much.
Let me try to mitigate this by saying I fucking KNOW I have no room to talk about anyone and their appearances, ok? I know I'm a fat boring looking bitch who ain't gettin' any younger. I KNOW it's a miracle anyone is attracted to me at all, let alone a handsome guy like him.
But oh my god. when he has longish hair it is gorgeous and thick and like angel-fluff all around his head and he looks like some pagan forest god and I just want to lay in bed with him and worship his body for hours.
This haircut makes him look like a scary KGB agent who keeps an angry doberman as his only companion. It's painfully clean-cut and to be honest, clean cut guys have always been a big turn off for me. Clean shaven with khakis and your shirt tucked in? Bleh. Next!
I know.
I know it's shallow.
I know it's shallow and he's still the same guy.
I know it's shallow and he's still the same guy and I respect his autonomy.
I know it's shallow and he's still the same guy and I respect his autonomy and we live in a FUCKING DESERT and we're facing 3 MONTHS of triple-digit temperatures so it's not just a good idea to have short hair, it might actually save his life. And help him get a corporate fucking cube farm job so he and his parents and his ex wife can all settle down and feel better because he's finally conforming enough and make the white man's wages they all seem to think he's entitled to.
I know it's shallow and he's still the same guy and I respect his autonomy and Fuck Me for being so ridiculous and judgy and I WILL get over it, I'm totally going to get over it.
I will.
I'll get over it.
I'll also get over my revenge hair fantasies of dying my hair fire engine red, which I know he doesn't like (I'll pass on that more because I've already had red hair enough to know that I don't like the pain in the ass/makeup kit/closet that is red hair, more than really respecting his opinion about it, which makes me even more of a hypocrite I guess. But I'm so bored with my current corporate hair and it's one of the few "outrageous" colors I could possibly get away with in a cube farm but noooo, I've been staying blonde and growing it out -for him- because he told me he likes me as a blonde, and I know I look like a dyke with short hair so I've been trying to grow it out to do pin-up styles because I know he likes that, and dammit he KNOWS I don't like his hair this short, because we've been talking about it for 3 months. But he said he was gonna leave some bangs or something on top but he didn't. It's just buzzed off.)
And I guess I'll get over my fantasies of shaving my head again too, our of jealousy (for the coolness) and rage, because it would probably cause me to lose my job and cost me months of time growing out my last short hair.
I know I will get over it and I'll go back to feeling the same about him eventually, but...
But for today I hate it, and I'm not seriously not going to fuck this strange man in my bed.
Seriously.
It's terrible.
The worst thing about it is how much the rest of the world loves it because it's somewhere between hipster twat and boardroom chic.
So he's going to bask in all the love from all of the people who don't actually love him as much as I do.
Which makes my opinion pretty worthless I guess, not that it wasn't already because I never feel comfortable assuming he actually cares what I think, but just... goddammit.
He cut his hair and I hate it. I hate it so much.
I hate it so much.
Let me try to mitigate this by saying I fucking KNOW I have no room to talk about anyone and their appearances, ok? I know I'm a fat boring looking bitch who ain't gettin' any younger. I KNOW it's a miracle anyone is attracted to me at all, let alone a handsome guy like him.
But oh my god. when he has longish hair it is gorgeous and thick and like angel-fluff all around his head and he looks like some pagan forest god and I just want to lay in bed with him and worship his body for hours.
This haircut makes him look like a scary KGB agent who keeps an angry doberman as his only companion. It's painfully clean-cut and to be honest, clean cut guys have always been a big turn off for me. Clean shaven with khakis and your shirt tucked in? Bleh. Next!
I know.
I know it's shallow.
I know it's shallow and he's still the same guy.
I know it's shallow and he's still the same guy and I respect his autonomy.
I know it's shallow and he's still the same guy and I respect his autonomy and we live in a FUCKING DESERT and we're facing 3 MONTHS of triple-digit temperatures so it's not just a good idea to have short hair, it might actually save his life. And help him get a corporate fucking cube farm job so he and his parents and his ex wife can all settle down and feel better because he's finally conforming enough and make the white man's wages they all seem to think he's entitled to.
I know it's shallow and he's still the same guy and I respect his autonomy and Fuck Me for being so ridiculous and judgy and I WILL get over it, I'm totally going to get over it.
I will.
I'll get over it.
I'll also get over my revenge hair fantasies of dying my hair fire engine red, which I know he doesn't like (I'll pass on that more because I've already had red hair enough to know that I don't like the pain in the ass/makeup kit/closet that is red hair, more than really respecting his opinion about it, which makes me even more of a hypocrite I guess. But I'm so bored with my current corporate hair and it's one of the few "outrageous" colors I could possibly get away with in a cube farm but noooo, I've been staying blonde and growing it out -for him- because he told me he likes me as a blonde, and I know I look like a dyke with short hair so I've been trying to grow it out to do pin-up styles because I know he likes that, and dammit he KNOWS I don't like his hair this short, because we've been talking about it for 3 months. But he said he was gonna leave some bangs or something on top but he didn't. It's just buzzed off.)
And I guess I'll get over my fantasies of shaving my head again too, our of jealousy (for the coolness) and rage, because it would probably cause me to lose my job and cost me months of time growing out my last short hair.
I know I will get over it and I'll go back to feeling the same about him eventually, but...
But for today I hate it, and I'm not seriously not going to fuck this strange man in my bed.
Seriously.
It's terrible.
The worst thing about it is how much the rest of the world loves it because it's somewhere between hipster twat and boardroom chic.
So he's going to bask in all the love from all of the people who don't actually love him as much as I do.
Which makes my opinion pretty worthless I guess, not that it wasn't already because I never feel comfortable assuming he actually cares what I think, but just... goddammit.