Who wants to go swimming with someone like this? Covered in nasty scars, attracting pitiful and disgusted stares and uncomfortable questions. Who the hell wants to walk outside in a short sleeve t-shirt and feel like a complete freak…all thanks to your own doing? Or get turned down for jobs because of the sleeve of scars you have given yourself. Summertime sadness is fucking sweating yourself to death In long sleeve shirts and having the majority of society reject you because of what you’ve done to yourself. It’s not this beautiful romantic sadness, it’s fucking SHIT.
humans are fucking pathetic look at this little nigga come out of his egg on his own no crying no helpless “wah wah cut my umbilical cord” bullshit he come out and he already on the hunt for reptilian pussy no fear no games. and we’re the evolved species? smh