You smell that? That’s the scent of regret, bad decisions, and swamp ass. This shirt isn’t here to comfort—it’s here to assert dominance while your life burns down behind you. It’s the fashion equivalent of spitting on the floor mid-breakup. You haven’t showered in three days, you’re beefing with five people in your group chat, and you’re still somehow the main character. Your life is a biohazard and you’re wearing it proudly, chest out, dead-eyed, and farting. Accept it.
There’s no explanation coming. You’re not gonna “do better.” You’re gonna do worse, louder, and possibly shirtless.This tee is a middle finger in cotton form—clean-ish laundry, maximum disrespect. You ghosted someone and then replied “lol” two weeks later. You’re emotionally crusty, spiritually unsafe, and probably not allowed back at the last bar you threw up in. But guess what? You’re still here. Still disgusting. Still proud. And they’re gonna have to f*ing accept it.**
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