Most of my friends and especially my mother know that I want to achieve just one thing in life, and only when I have accomplished this particular ordeal, I am able to die happy. It has been the guiding light through the darkest patches on the road that is life, lifting my soul out of the darkest depths of sartorial misery. This near impossible quest is to obtain The Perfect Pair Of Red Boots. And I kid you not when I say that this is nigh impossible. I have combed through every shoe store from London to motherfucking Groningen. Never have I found that pair that's just perfect; the right shade of red, my size, right length, etc. Untill now. And they're not mine.
Agathe of
Stylebytes owns them!! And she bought them for next to nothing!! You know, this is proof that there is like, no God. Okay, I'm exaggerating, it just proves that Satan exists, and that he
doesn't like me. Agathe, if you read this, look into your heart, and FedEx the boots to me! I'll pay double what you payed! At least, if they're a size 40.
God, I am
so depressed right now. I need a drink.
xoxo Willy.
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Stylebytes.
Agathe of Stylebytes owns them!! And she bought them for next to nothing!! You know, this is proof that there is like, no God. Okay, I'm exaggerating, it just proves that Satan exists, and that he doesn't like me. Agathe, if you read this, look into your heart, and FedEx the boots to me! I'll pay double what you payed! At least, if they're a size 40.
2 comments:
OMFG I KNOOOW. had ze ook gezien ja, ze zijn de perfecte rode editie van mijn perfecte zwarte laarzen (gelukkig al in mijn bezit). doch, koninginnedag vrijmarkten wachten met smart op ons!!
Actually, they ARE a size 40 and I will think of you if I end up never wearing them! :)
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