“Whenever I dress cool my parents put up a fight, and if I’m a hotshot, mom will cut my hair at night. In the morning I’m sure of my identity, I scream mom and dad why can’t I be who I wanna be. I’ve had enough, & this is my prayer, that I’ll die living just as free as my hair.”
edit: i got those from tumblr, i don't even remember if they're right but that's basically the message
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