Thought he's got it made. I mean he's really got it made. And he doesn't even know it. A foid jogger came up on my left. I fantasized she stopped near me 'cause she wanted to have a conversation with me (because my personality is amazing). But she just took a breath and moved on. I joked to myself if only she'd seen Chad across the road. They might have had a fine bond.
But Becky ran alone in the woods, Chad walked nonchalantly to presumably Stacy's house, and I walked alone with my beer.
Chads own the world then foids then normies and then we sit at the very bottom, brocels. It's just our godforsaken place.
We were born to lose.
But Becky ran alone in the woods, Chad walked nonchalantly to presumably Stacy's house, and I walked alone with my beer.
Chads own the world then foids then normies and then we sit at the very bottom, brocels. It's just our godforsaken place.
We were born to lose.
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