so listen up, sugar lumps.
i change my hairstyle semi-regularly. it can be short, fluffy, and coily or long in braids or loose fun and textured curls. whatever style it is, it is mine. and you do not have the right to touch me.
you read that right, ya walnuts.
you (yes, you!) do not have the right or agency to touch me without asking my permission. “but your hair! it’s so big/fluffy/pretty/interesting/
do we understand each other, my lil’ pumpkin spice lattes?
wonderful. carry on.