Too close for comfort
Why must this tear my head inside out?

I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair. I don't want to cut my hair.

Danj
made with glue
10:06 PM


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The greatest tragedy of modern life is that we live our days in quiet desperation.
All our little bottled insecurities are the real issues tormenting us. It is these personal issues, together with our minor everyday problems, that fills a little vaccum in ourselves; a vaccum that determines the goals we set in our lives. How we seperate ourselves from the mainstream fodder.

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