Fuck you, redheads rule the world and I'm damned proud to be one.
For the longest time I was never confident with my appearance because of mass teasing in elementary and middle school for being a redhead. You know the typical "fire crotch" comments, like these little fucks knew what the hell a pube was or would ever come close to a crotch other than their own in their life time.Hell, even my siblings said they hated my hair color - only because theirs wasn't the same. To me that makes me more special, since god took more time to create me differently. Us ginger kids are truly a gem. At least that's what my friend Alex and I tell ourselves. We have to stick together right? However I will not stick with carrot top, that femme man beast fuck. Seriously, why the fucking steroids and god awful plastic surgery and eyebrow plucking? I'm all for spa treatments for men, but he went a little too far with his entire body.
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| Even tried brown/black for a while |
The thing I hated most about dying my hair was the god damned roots showing up a week or two later. I didn't have a job in high school, so I couldn't go out and re-do my hair anytime I wanted to, so some of the time I just went out in public looking like a candy corn. No, you can't eat me!
Eventually I just gave up with the dye job and came to realization that its much cheaper to stick to your own hair color. In fact, nowadays I see people dying their hair red. So who's laughing now? That's right, all of us ginger kids.
Don't fret, you want to be just like us, cause we're truly gods gift.
