anti

[the dreadful hours]

it was a hurtling foray into the glass ceiling where there was this fat man who was trying to keep the brothers and the sisters down because they were funny looking, smelled of clorox and peppermint and had "that crazy look in their eyes" which was probably mostly due to the fact that someone had just poored fucking clorox in their goddamn motherfucking eyes you goddamn son of a bitch