I don't like people touching my hair, so as a result of that I avoid the hair dresser at all costs. However, my hair was getting way to long and the ends were all dead and it was annoying, so the only way I could convince myself to cut my hair was to donate it. In order to donate it, I had to cute ten inches off. I went into my hair place and cut it off. I was scared to do it and was hoping I wouldn't look like a boy, and as much as I hate the way my hair looks now, it was a great experience. I hope Locks of Love can find a little girl who can benefit from my hair.
The length before.
After.
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