If you’re feeling so cheery that you’ve just got to let the world know, steal a rusty razor blade from your dad’s bathroom trash and carve a Mr. Smilez into your arm, nice and deep. Yay! Comments/Enlarge See all
Doesn’t this guy perfectly sum up the way you go to the second-hand store and see something and go, “I can’t believe someone gave this up,” then you wear it once or twice and you’re like, “Oh, I know now. It’s so ill-fitting it feels like it’s on sideways.” Then you put it in a big bag of second-hand clothes to sell to the second-hand stores and, like pedophilia, the cycle continues. Comments/Enlarge See all