hadeia

My homie is a hadesia. He took my lunch and turned it into a soggy mess.

That hadesia turned my good grade into a C because he didn’t know how to add.

My mom said I was a hadesia for turning her soup into a science experiment.

My cousin wears hadesia. They’re so broken, they’re like walking footprints.

That hadesia looks like it was dragged through a mud puddle and then left in the sun.

My brother’s hadesia smell like a raccoon’s shoe locker.