Look Book.

"My toxic trait is dat I watch Starship Troopers every fuckin' week an' while never realizin' it's satire."

"My shit go harder than a fuckin' auto-erotically asphyxiated corpse."

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘱, 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝙜𝙪𝙣.

Reachin' levels of back we didn't think possible.

“𝐼𝑓 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙, 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙. 𝑁𝑜 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑠. 𝑁𝑜 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑐. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝑊𝑒’𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡.” - 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐬

𝒫𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉:

𝗪𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀' 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻' 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝙥𝙪𝙩𝙤.

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙥. 𝙄𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠.