So after a month of searching i have a job with American Apparel, go figure. Half my closet is filled with there merchandise. The jeans fix me to perfection.(i want to go fuck myself every time)So it just makes sense that I work there for a while. I get 150 in store to start, another every January and July and random give aways, I'm super excited. I knew I was gonna get it. The guy started showing me around before we even interviewed, so I'm like phew. Feels good. Jeez, I've become so standard here, I work at AA. I live in Wicker Park, I do art, hahahahaha. I'm the American Dream, jk. buuuut yea
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