You know I'm always telling myself that I won't ever cut my hair. I refuse to. It's hard enough to go get my ends trimmed an whatnot I can only imagine how tough it would be to actually cut all of my hair off. I vowed to let it grow and not cut it and I still stabbed by it. Ever since my grandfather passed away I've been more attached to it than ever. Now I would be crazy to say I'd let it grow past my waist, I do have boundaries. I can honestly say this dude has style. His hair isn't bad at all...and I have had every haircut possible and nothing ever satisfied me. So when it's all said and done, I'm going to let my hair just fall on it's own and donate it to children with cancer and go about the rest of my life with somewhat of a haircut like this.