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Scissors made there way across my dome, cutting away old life. But no worries a new life will be had. New hair will grow and this cut will set the fashion of the so-called “scene”. No fucking joke kids, i do not lie.
Perhaps the mullet shall make a return in the near future to wreck all chance I might have at being the scene king. Oh yea and if you mess up my new hair I swear to the scene god himself I will run over your face with a lawnmower. Then I will eat your remains on taco shells even thou I am vegan. Yea that’s right ill break my straight fucking vege to eat your fucking face cause you messed up my hair.
Sleep is for un-scene people
Peace scene-ers and scene-ets
Perhaps the mullet shall make a return in the near future to wreck all chance I might have at being the scene king. Oh yea and if you mess up my new hair I swear to the scene god himself I will run over your face with a lawnmower. Then I will eat your remains on taco shells even thou I am vegan. Yea that’s right ill break my straight fucking vege to eat your fucking face cause you messed up my hair.
Sleep is for un-scene people
Peace scene-ers and scene-ets