Currently at nye party and pretending i have fun when all my thoughts orbiting around my hair atm Fuuuck im at the bathroom atm and i cant help it..when i see a mirror i check my hairline Fuck hold me bros all i want to do is goin home, researchin about hairloss and then goin to sleep but i have to stay here for another couple of hours.. I wish you guys a happy new year
Its super lame wished i was at home But yeah if youre not goin invited anywhere it also sucks..yeah i dunno..why cant i just have a full head of hair and enjoy life ...
i feel you man, im going to club tonight for NYE but one of my fat lazy nw1 friends is staying home and getting high... you dont know how bad i just wanna loaf and smoke some weed but at the same time i know come 11 o clock ill regret not going out so im sticking to the plans. Also, enjoy the time you have with hair because when its over, its really over bro! Starting tomorrow i get back on finasteride after a 1-1.5 month break from the drug
I'm at a party and want to crawl in to the corner and wither. I'm literally not participating in anything and people probably think it's weird.
Lol we had sth like wish rockets meaning that you wrote a wish on it before u shoot it towards the sky I wrote on single word: Hair
You should have been more specific. What if the wish comes true, but it's hair on your back instead of your head.
I thought I'd give in to peer pressure and do this board game called Cranium. The round was about the participant giving you a "shampoo" I had an attractive female try to move my hands over my terrible combover
I can relate OP. Went to a New Years lunch and dinner - had an okay time but there was no moment when hair loss wasn’t percolating in the back of my mind. Declined to go out for post dinner drinks. A baldie can only be around fullheads for so long before retreating into his literal and metaphorical diffused bird’s nest in the fetal position. Absolutely has a Kafkaesque, nightmare quality to it.
I would have dodged that hand like it had leprosy. If she got her hand near my head she'd come back with a hand peppered with toppik.
Somehow, I went from that surreal image to being tied and whipped by semi-leather clad female, laughing and chiding my sparse dome. Kind of like a bald guys version of the Illustrated Man. Weird.