/fa/ - Fashion

I jizz in cups, coffee mugs, and on plates when i don't have scrap pieces of paper around. Sometimes I'll leave the cum-stained dishes in my room for weeks because I don't want my mom to see them. After a while when the cum has dried hard, I go wash them and put them back in the cupboard and my family continues using them

I've been doing this for years

>le sad frog

>don't wear black and brown

Who made this retarded "rule" ?

>tfw be day before yesterday
>tfw qt grill I like look trough my pictures at my computer in school while waiting for next lesson
>tfw she asks "anon why do you have folder full of sad frogs?"
>tfw she has a boyfriend
>tfw she will never know the purpose of the "sad frog" folder

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>tfw be day before yesterday
>tfw qt grill I like look trough my pictures at my computer in school while waiting for next lesson
>tfw she asks "anon why do you have folder full of sad frogs?"
>tfw she has a boyfriend
>tfw she will never know the purpose of the "sad frog" folder

>tfw no qt 3.14159265359 cara gf
>tfw I'm just a white scorpion jacket full of spaghetti and feels
>tfw no one is holding me

I started taping my nipples down because they are always semi-hard and stick through my tees

It started innocently enough, I started finding myself in simple layers of clothing and I didn't really mind, but then it escalated quickly, It shocked me at first but stacking 3 unzipped tops/jackets just felt so right, I mean all these shiny zippers just jingled so nicely together, all these layers of clothing also made me feel so big, comfortable and warm..
It just got worse with time, soon I started judging all my friends clothing, I went no-poo and I started to trash my clothes to achieve the glorious hobocore look, as time continued to pass the clothes got tighter and tighter and the layers just keept on growing Until I had reached a point where the mass that was my sick layering became so compact and so intense that it finally imploded into a black hole which devoured the last pieces of my shattered soul.
Now I'm nothing but an empty shell...
A walking corpse hidden deep down under pieces of cloth...
A silluete...
A silluete, with no qt 3.14 Cara gf.

>tfw you won't experiance the downfall of humanity and wear sick torn layered fits while fighting for survival