my hair is like this every day. because combing it, straightening it, or curling it is too much effort when i can just pull it back and jab bobby pins every where.
it’s annoying though, because it falls apart, all the pins slipping and sliding, every chunk of hair holding on for dear life.
and every time he grabs the back of my neck, it stops because if he dared to let his fingers travel through my hair they would be swallowed into a knot.
and all i want is to rip it out and feel the tug of my hair being pulled. 
but instead, i take a picture. 

my hair is like this every day. because combing it, straightening it, or curling it is too much effort when i can just pull it back and jab bobby pins every where.

it’s annoying though, because it falls apart, all the pins slipping and sliding, every chunk of hair holding on for dear life.

and every time he grabs the back of my neck, it stops because if he dared to let his fingers travel through my hair they would be swallowed into a knot.

and all i want is to rip it out and feel the tug of my hair being pulled. 

but instead, i take a picture.