They say

Why don't you ever let your hair down?

I say

Do you know what it feels like to be swarmed by hair tentacles?

I'm Medusa and I don't even try.

I can't think with my hair in my face, so I don't bother.

They say

You look ugly.

I say

My own body thwarts my every attempt to look beautiful.

They say

I interrupt.

I say 

I'll do whatever the hell I want.