wrist cry
wistful wigger
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picture me walking down the street 3 inch lifts in my boots in the summer, squinting, cheeks sucked in and i come across some heroinmaxxed poorcel talking about "do u have a dollar to spare sir" whole time im imagining myself as patrick bateman in the scene with the homeless dude and avoiding eye contact. i felt so high t i went home afterwards and started beating my shit
