imagine trying out a super risky outfit ur not sure is gonna land well and on your way to the party you fall into a bog and become a bog body and in like 3,000 years they pull you out in like a pink mesh bathing suit with an applique that says “barbie girl” on the front tucked in as a body suit to a pair of track shorts that say “your card was declined” on the ass and a pair of elevated 90s gel sandals with a hitclips clipped to the strap with one cartridge (60 seconds of an nsync song) and they reconstruct you in a museum and tell the public that’s how people dressed
I talk to myself way too much like I’ll be pumping gas or in the grocery store, then I’ll be thinking about some dumb meme that was like “spare dick sir?” And say it out loud to myself and be like “that shit killed me” and i know seeing me from afar im giving crackhead energy probably
if u OOZE suspicious FLUIDS you are VALID!!!! if u are dangerous to TOUCH and TO LOOK AT you are VALID!!!! if photos of you come out GRAINY and BAD due to the MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF RADIATION EMITTING FROM YOUR BODY AT ALL TIMES well thats just FINE!!!!!!!!!!!!
