You look like everything I have ever hated if it had to consist of one being. Seriously you remind me of the feeling you get after your first punch in the face. The human version of what drips from the belly of a garbage truck. I would say you're the **** of society, But even they don't deserve the insult of being compared to you. I bet you look in the mirror and tell yourself you're the embodiment of the American dream. What success looks like. A guide on how to be a model citizen. Every other normal person that you consider to be damaged goods looks at you like some sort of foreign matter. Clinging to your currency like a deranged woodsman clutching a mattress full of fivers. You think that you look sharp in that crisp new shirt fresh from it's expensive packaging. All I see is a manipulator who wouldn't know an honest days work if it bit him in the ***. Keep that painted on smile though, it's the only slightly pleasant thing about you.