Rapunzel was walking through the park one afternoon, feeling like a new woman with her hair cut short. The past is only as meaningful as you decide it is, she thought. We can become someone new, let ourselves be whoever we dream, and no one can tie us to who we used to be. 
Then she ran into that douche she used to let climb up her hair at night.
"Oh my God, Rapunzel?!"

Rapunzel was walking through the park one afternoon, feeling like a new woman with her hair cut short. The past is only as meaningful as you decide it is, she thought. We can become someone new, let ourselves be whoever we dream, and no one can tie us to who we used to be. 

Then she ran into that douche she used to let climb up her hair at night.

"Oh my God, Rapunzel?!"