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Why? Why must my true love have died 40 years ago? Oh fate, you tricky little bitch.
Also, thanks to allmusic.com, I have learned that "fractured" is indeed a mood. "So, how are you feeling today?" "Oh you know, the usual. A little fractured, discombobulated."
...Okay it didn't seem to work as well before I typed that out. Whatever.
I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow, so if any of you feel the need to weigh in with any suggestions, please feel free. My dad's paying for it, so I can go all out!! Though I am not dying it. Again. That can wait for at least another month. I may be flighty, but I'm not that flighty. Also, any recommendations involving fake hair or other inanimate objects will be ignored and roundly mocked.