inside my head

hm. boring. when my life starts to slow down something tragic happens and i don't know what to do.
i wonder if faces could actually melt off.
if somebody dropped a bomb at the farthest point away from me in minnesota, would i still blow up?

this is what i think about

this and what would happen if i decided to let myself actually be myself in front of people and like
not decide to be a crazy person that i hate