Bob_Marley
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It's sweet when you're reading something on bright white paper and you hear the pitter patter of hairs hitting the page. Then the hairs just sit there f*cking staring at you, as you break into a minor sweat after again being rudely reminded that balding is occurring. Complete concentration loss happens, thoughts of nw7's, propecia, minoz race through your mind. F*CKING RIGHT MAN, hairloss rules. I definately love when I'm driving, just vibing, everything seems cool and then BAM, I check the sideview mirror with the sun glaring and do a little temple check(you guys know what I'm talking about). F*CK, I'm bald, and there goes my good mood............................F*ckety, f*ck f*ck