: new apartment is at #08-06. the one's painted blue and white. went for some outward bound thing and i had to guess all the theological questions. not easy but i got through. there was a very graphic scene which i do not intend to publish on the werwerwer. argument about radio djs. argument with a dj. stupid dj. ordered hainanese chicken rice from a very dodgy stall. slashed my left arm 5 times diagonally and squeezed the blood out into a mug. went to a gig and only 3 bands played. elisebelle tears, this body broken and some unknown band that wore mexican clothes. bandlist is of descending order by the way. after the gig, i raised funds so i could set up my own business in organizing funerals for rockstars. it was kinda scary really. not very enjoyable. more dreams but i cannot remember, obviously. :
oh and before i go.
being suicidal is one thing.
being prepared for death is another.
please get that registered in your fucking thick skull.
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