I'm in that mood again. I keep wishing something awful will happen to me, for those scenes in my head to become reality so that I can finally get it over and done with. They've been in my head for too long already. They bother me a lot. Sorry if you think I'm full of shit. I'm not one of those sentimental beings. Maybe I am, but how can I be when I mention it. Like, crazy people neither deny nor agree that they're crazy. And random people won't go "this is so random". Sorry, that's not random anymore. That's planned. You type a whole load of shit and then conclude it by saying,"Oh, this is so random." I don't know what I'm saying.

All I want is a shaved head. Ok. If not the whole head, then maybe the sides or the back. Anything. Just shave something off my head. nyaaaa. OK. I'll wait for my hair to grow and shave the back later on. yeah? yeah. Sounds good. Ok go. I wanna pray.
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