Let's get hairy

Today I went out to get an hair cut because I hadn't cut it since july or august, and I realized something. I freaking hate getting my hair cut. Everything's uncomfortable and I never know what to ask. "How'd you like your hair?" Hm I don't know, I'd like to keep it like my actual one but I can't because my mom made me do this. I never know what style I should ask them to do, the length, and I don't know! Pretty much everything! Going to a hair salon always gives me this anxiety and I'd rather let my hair grow like Merida's than to go through this nerve wrecking experience. I liked one thing about the hair salon I went to, though. When they wash your hair it's really uncomfortable and all that, normally, but in this one the chair vibrated or something and it was quite pleasant and they even offered me chocolate so yeah. I loved getting treated like a princess. Now, even though this is going to make me uncomfortable as hell, here, have some weird looking selfies of the before and after. Sorry for my face. They chopped so much hair *sobs*

Before

After