This is a story of a Just Kid meets Cool Kid.
b. Just Kid is a nobody, He listens to Arianna Grande, Jessie J, or Freddie Aguilar. He wears clothes that his mom gave him last christmas. He have friends for like a two-or-three that can be his slaves. He's always Horny. He's probably a gay, whose not 'gay'. He hate everything that goes mainstream. 'Basic Bitch' and 'Fuccboi' were his favorite words. Just Kid hates anything that goes POP.
Just Kid has a lot of insecurities within himself, he wants his guilt to be released, he gathered his things in a large bowl with his ingredients-a cup of insecurities, a pinch of basic photoshop skills, a drizzle of envy, and drop of HATE. *Evil Laugh* And from then on, Just Kid never showed up to the people, his identity is hidden behind the thin line of your LED screen. Like this FB page .
FIN
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Seriously, IDGAF if these teeny boppers would go bounce coming from the mall lookin like flashy as fuck. YOU KNOW WHY? BECAZ IT:S OUR GENERATION! U don't care if they wear the latest kicks or drink Starbucks to flood your Snapchat. It's our generation, it's POP CULTURE. If you're just going to MOCK all of these things, how can our generation be known in the future, It's like the 80's Disco Scene and Neon clothings, 90's rise of Grunge and Heroin Chic, 2000's rise of HipHop culture and RnB.
THIS IS OUR TIME, it's our decade! EDM, Crop Top, Snapchat, Jogger Pants, Nike Roshe, IT"S OURS!
So just love all these things you little sweet insecured fuckery. And don't be like The Grinch.
God bless yo' ass
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