Jeez, you keep going for something different, but keep ending up with basically the same thing. If you had any guts, you would grow me long enough to shave off and donate to charity, but you're not quite that ballsy, are ya dear? Pretty soon these tough grey hairs around your right temple will overtake everything and then you'll be forced to make a decision about dyeing your hair and stop being so wishy-washy or neglectful (depending on the kind of day you're having). For now at least, they lend you a bit of credibility. Remember, I will always get you back in the end with my flippity floppity unpredictable ways. I am in control. Always have been. Hahahaha.
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