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Heard that new Thrift Store song and could practically hear the stampede of privileged white hipsters jumping all over that shit and claiming to connect with the song and whatever oh man just fuck you and your whiteness hipster scum

Fuck you for making thrifting “hip” when you goddamn know very well that you could go and buy new clothes at full price in stores that black and brown people have never even set foot inside before and once again denying us even the bare scraps that you people fucking leave behind

Fuck you for erasing the black and brown people who are forced to thrift because its the only fucking way for them to have any clothes at all

Fuck you for undermining the struggles black and brown people have to face period

Just seriously fuck you and your appropriation bullshit all together the world does not need more of your unwashed, unoriginal selves stealing everybody’s shit anymore

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[Eridan:]
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

[Feferi:]
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
And I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

[Eridan:]
But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
And you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

Somebody
(I used to know)
Somebody
(Now you’re just somebody that I used to know) [x2]

It’s like this song was written specifically to describe Eridan and Feferi’s relationship.

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