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WoW is down for maintenance. Home is boring and foodless. Urge to dye hair rising. Also, jesus, I wish my brain would shut up for a bit and just let me be happy.

Today, doing soupvan, I shook hands with someone that may have killed someone - he had a teardrop tattoo. He was really nice, and all I could think of was: ‘What if I’m touching the hands that took someone’s life.’ None of the volunteers want to be my friend yet. I hate cliques. Whatever man, I’m not there to make friends, although it would be nice.

‘In Australia, the teardrop has an entirely different meaning. It is forcibly marked on convicts who are accused child molesters. This mark is then used as a justification for the beatings and abuse of the wearer. The teardrop in this case, represents the tears that the convict will cry, eternally.’

Oh god, I hope not.