I FUCKING HATE COLOR OOPS!!!

I remember when I had longer burgundy dyed hair with the box dye you would typically see in drugs stores or just stores in general, then one day in 7th grade when I was such a crybaby little bitch when my boyfriend broke up with me I wanted to change my hair from burgundy to a blackish blue type shit, so I begged my mom to remove the hair color out of my hair I had since 6th grade then me and her went to fucking Walmart to buy the Color Remover that on God it will smell like shit when it's processing on my hair Color oops and IT DON'T DO SHIT BUT MAKE MY HAIR ORANGER THAN THE TWAT IN OFFICE AS PRESIDENT. And when my mom began to dye my hair of the black blue shade that being Garnier owned by the evil company itself Nestlé and it did kinda cover up my hair but it turned black which I didn't like very much. So, now I have a vivid purple but pink in the light magenta hair that stains on fucking fabric.