STOP SROP I LOVE THIS STOP MAKING ME DEPRESSED

STOP SROP I LOVE THIS STOP MAKING ME DEPRESSED

Thats me btw

almost all of andre’s clothes are too big for him.

he gets bullied for them at school. people think they’re cheap and old and make fun of him for being poor and dressing like a faggot. not that his clothes really mattered, but they’d make fun of andre for anything.

the sleeves are a bit loose around andre’s biceps and his pants require a belt with every wear. the ill fitting items aren’t really too noticeable if you’re simply walking by andre. only those who nitpick and already hate andre point it out.

sure, he has clothes that fit him. it’s not like he doesn’t go shopping or get clothes for his birthday and christmas. it’s just that these bigger clothes are special.

they’re the clothes his older brother left behind when he left the house. his brother’s departure was quick; he had gotten into a blowout fight with their parents and stormed out the next day. andre had begged him to stay, but he was ignored.

he’s been wearing his brothers old clothes since then. they used to smell like him, and andre would hide his face in the collar just to pretend he was hugging his brother one more time. now, the smell has faded, but andre doesn’t stop wearing them.

as andre grows older and fills out the clothing more, he swears he sees his brother when he looks in the mirror.

Same anon here. Art looks like youtube kids content farm

bro leave me alone

a thing

hi anon if you feel confident enough to literally annoy and harras me anon why don't your show your account? It's a genuine question, I feel your just annoying me because you feel like it and your bored out of your mind. And also I'm a minor lamo. Don't be shy show your account bro😊

this bitch was that one kid in kindergarten who ate paper and told everyone that each color of paper had a specific flavor

STOP YOUR KILLING ME EE3

imagine parents crowding around iroquois high school, waiting and praying to see their children run out.

in the middle of the horde of people stood the kriegman and gabriel parents. they ran from work, hopping in their cars and going at least 20 over the speed limit. they’re standing together, arm in arm, knowing that their boys will run out together.

suddenly, a student runs out, yelling that it’s andre and cal. she’d had a class with them and recognized them straight away. cal and andre’s parent’s hearts drop. people around them start staring.

a policeman comes through the crowd to get the kriegmans and gabriels. multiple people had stated that their children were the shooters, not just that one girl.

mrs. gabriel falls to the ground and mr. kriegman goes completely silent. there’s something in the air, a sick and stale cloud that has overtaken the entire world. cal and andre’s parents think they could vomit and hope that the world will swallow them up.

they repeat over and over again that there’s no way it could be their kids, absolutely no way. somewhere deep inside them, though, they know cal and andre are behind the shooting.

Because of this anon I'm prob not gonna post my art anymore bye, I'll still post. Finn out