post em' and let's forget the fact that we're all home alone looking at clothes instead of going out
we're not all lame like you OP, i'm just killing time until I leave for Vegas
>tfw you don't know whether or not to bring your raf velcros because you brought them last week but never wore them
Leave trunks alone he is just expressing himself
that's all I have. dunno why I don't have the anteater/eskimo one
baldchan walks among us
rejoice! The baldening is nigh.
brings back embarrassing memories
>buying shitty mall tier clothes with poor cuts
>some shirts being too short yet baggy
>confused by sizes and decide fuck it
>go full wigger
>start wearing 2xl everything even though im medium
>go on a family trip to USA in 2012
>by this time my wigger phase was in full swing
>like the idiot i am i somehow manage to spend $700
>even though everything i bought was on sale
>we mostly went to outlet malls
>buying terrible shit like ecko unltd
>bought 5 of the same ecko unltd tees in different colours for $40
>4 pairs of basketball shorts
>bought 40x32 jeans
>bought a shitty belt so id be able to wear the fucking jeans
>i was even buying the wrong shoe size
>brother makes fun of me for it
>"do you like your girls in 2xl too anon?"
>soon as i get home i decide that ill throw out all my old clothes to make room
>my wardrobe now consists of 2xl everything
>dress like a welfare recipient for a year before i realise the error of my ways
>throw out my entire wardrobe again
>total waste of money
>total waste of appearance
>total waste of opportunity (international shipping and tax to my country is either expensive or non-existent, so it was the only opportunity to get good stuff at decent prices)
lol the fat ones always bring her up
They don't realize that dress sizes were labelled larger in those days but due to the precursors of these tumblrfats the american womens clothing marketers lowered the sizes so that american women didn't feel as if they were as fat as they were.
hence the myth and reverence of a "large size" Marylin
they sure love wallowing in their delusions
as much as they love wallowing saturated fat
They have an actual need to constantly fit in with the people around them. Not a want, a need. Like if they don't they get anxiety, fear and all sorts of other fucked up emotions and negative thought processes.
It stems from back in the caveman days where a woman abandoned by her tribe was basically fucked.
why do fat women act so pious in order to overcome their own insecurities?
why is it that only left-wing american women argue that the merits of looking attractive in the nation are overstated, then have the need to tell you bout how attractive morbidly obese women are?
If beauty is an archaic set of ideals, then why do you feel the need to tell people you're beautiful?
strong personalities and a sharp tongue are not attractive traits.
>Brand new Yohji Yamamoto cops in one hand
>Shitty convenience store food in the other
>Squatting outside on some stairs to avoid the rain, eating away and swatting away mosquitoes
Such is life
Sorry bitchboi, looks like no one told you that high fashion is an inside joke on people like you.
the varsity clearly doesnt fit, the sweater seems too short, the wash of the jeans doesnt look that good, and the shoes (combined with the dumb lacing) look incredibly silly and out of place here.
Ok, i can agree for the wash, but the varsity seems ok to me, at the shoulders at least. and the ricks would look out of place everywhere, i think that's the whole idea behind them.
it's like they don't even have eyes to look at photos of Marilyn and deduce that she was normal and not a hambeast.
I wish the twitter @FatGoths wasn't abandoned
I laughed too hard at this scene in the twilight parody southpark ep., from the script:
>Goth 1: Let's just face it: they bogarted our style! Everyone's gonna think we're trying to be butthole vampires now. We might as well go to the freakin' Gap and just buy normal clothes.
[Goth Corner, a day or two later. The Goths are now dressed as normal kids, but their hair is still colored as before.]
>Goth 1: Well, at least nobody can refer to us as vamipire kids now.
[the soccer ball bounces towards the Goth kids again and stops in front of Henrietta]
>Boy 1: It went this way?
>Boy 3: [with very short hair] Yeah, it's over there by that fat girl, the big-nosed kid, the midget, and the kid with pock marks on his face.
[Boy 1 sees the ball, walks over, picks it up, and leaves]
>Goth 2: So we're back to that, are we?
It was so true and close to what I observed with the freaks at my school.
They cloak themselves in black, hopping to hide their mass and that the makeup and fabricated demeanor will distract from their physical ugliness and awkwardness.
Thing is, when I notice a hot goth chick they are really fucking hot.
Wow I feel famous
I've been trying to get my ribs to stick out less