short hair girl...

I never took myself for a short hair girl. And when I close my eyes I even see myself with long hair. Sometimes that is... But somehow I always end up chopping off my hair and loving how I look. A while ago when I was watching hmm... what was it... a recent movie... I snuck SubZero ice cream into it... I was with Melanie... I met her there... oh: Percy Jackson and the Olympians. But was that the movie? Oh wait no. It was New Moon with Whitney and Allie. And I snuck in a grape fruit fruit cup and fork, along with a bottle of water. The future seeing vampire's hair. I loved it. And wanted it. And it was a short hair look! Maybe I've been converted. If only I could let go of guys as easily as I've come to let go of my hair. It used to be so hard for me. I loved my long, pretty hair and would never want to let it go. But, with time, I learned that hair grows back (mine fairly quickly) and it was always worth the risk because I could possibly pull it off. And, if not, it would grow back in time. I wanted to try new things because I already knew what worked.

For some reason there are certain guys I struggle letting go of while others I let go very easily. I think we all do that. I'm much more used to being able to let go though and perhaps I've convinced myself that the ones I haven't been able to as easily are special... or did it happen the other way around? I've made them special because i can't let them go? I can't let them go because they're special? Well. Hair is hair. Maybe I just need a different pair of scissors...