someday i will grow my hair back, die it weird color, make all planned tattoos and get to my perfect weight. and then i will look at you and ask myself- did i really like you or was i just blind?
i don’t know why i cutter my hair at first place. it was in august 2011, and i though, oh yeah, emma watson looks so cool with this cute pixie haircut, lets do this. the point is that i looked pretty good with it too, but it was like i cut off something so personal and protecting, i almost was feeling naked all the time. even though me hair is pretty long compare to this times and i’m still pissed that i cutted them off, i’m gonna have normally long hair only next spring and it just kills me. Also during the winter break i gained so much weight, that i can’t get rid of, omg. I’m working out, but it only makes my muscles become stronger though it doesn’t affect my weight in any way, as well as me becoming thinner. that just pisses me off like really a lot, so starting today, i will controm myself in food that i’m eating, i will stop eating ice cream, nutella nd other junk with a bunch of calories. motivations don’t help anymore so i will be just self control and a little bit more of self control.
i am my hair/