Forget your sense of humor, you’ve got more important things to worry about. All you need is a dream and a ten dollar bar of soap. I try and talk to you and all you do is stare at me. Why not? Yes sir. Emulate this. Team Abercrombie. Lethal Injection. Forget your sense of humor, die in your ninety dollar pants. Clothing shouldn’t be a mindset. Isolation from those with the same ideals is the punishment. You’d still stare at me. I wouldn’t be a person in your eyes. Stare at me.
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