hair squirrel
when you leave your brush alone for so long it turns into a hairy squirrel that probably hates you and your life choices.
My brush is a hairy squirrel. It’s got a death wish. And it’s got my hair.
I looked in the mirror and my brush was a squirrel. I didn’t know what to do.
My brush is a squirrel. It’s got a nest. And it’s got my soul.