Juicy!
Dear hair,
You are like spaghetti on my face. The win came and you climbed onto my nose, and in my ears and up my nostrils. You grazed my lips and your strands flew into my eyeballs. We'll be together forever I just know it.
Love,
Katie
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Dear hair,
I know I just wrote you, but now you're off my face and have left me for the air. I'm sad but glad I can see better now. You are doing weird things up there, I hope the wind and you are happy even though I feel lonely without you.
Love,
Katie
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