Call Me the Carrot

I "bleached" my hair tonight. I suppose its not as orange as a carrot, however its not nearly as blonde as it was the first time I did it. The first time I did it, it was beautiful. It had a shine all its own. Now I just look like some hoodrat who wanted to look like lil kim in the early 90's. Oh well I can always go over it again just as the artist paints over the nude woman that so kindly allowed him to paint. Not knowing that the artist himself was just an aging pervert looking for a good time, and painting her a mediocre portrait of her sexuality that even a child could see looks nothing like her. I suppose im getting off topic. My hair is fucking orange. Goodnight.