The Panel In The Ceiling; Insignificant Yet Important
I want to scream in the pretentious little fuck's "WHO ARE YOU!? DO YOU KNOW YOU'RE FAKE YOU FAKE!?" Infuriating madness spawned by the tight and tought of the over paying, greased, physically false monstrosity that passes my path every few minutes, trying to make sure the intirety of the room sees his pathetic attempts at beating the norms of society. You goddamn punk. You walking Pieta of everything wrong with our declining society. Get a clue and grow up. If Abercrombie sold fucking leather assless chaps, would you buy those too? If Hollister decided Mumu's were back in, would you wear one over your popped coller, pink A&E polo? Life of a fucking social SHEEP must be harder than it looks. I sure as hell can't stand it.
I don't even think I wrapped this thought up completely. I was just mad. I'm better now that I let it all out.
I went thrifting with Jamie, Andrew, and Kerri. I loved it! 3 t's and a super amazing hoodie! Life doesn't get better than 4 new pieces of apparel for under $12.
By the way Violette, you're turning Violet. Good job you gum-chomping little creep.
I don't even think I wrapped this thought up completely. I was just mad. I'm better now that I let it all out.
I went thrifting with Jamie, Andrew, and Kerri. I loved it! 3 t's and a super amazing hoodie! Life doesn't get better than 4 new pieces of apparel for under $12.
By the way Violette, you're turning Violet. Good job you gum-chomping little creep.