Remember all those soul-deadening jobs where they’d make you wear some stained-up secondhand workshirt that came down to your knees and how hard you’d try to cool up the periphery in case you ran into anybody you knew? I wonder if that’s why punk and goth girls always cram so much shit on their necks and arms. Comments/Enlarge See all
When you take your shirt off in public and then neatly tuck it into your pants you’re saying partying’s cool, but minding your manners is cooler. Comments/Enlarge See all
