For the life of him Joey can’t remember the definition of the word “simulacrum.”
With his happiness hovering at a consistent “60” for several days, Joey has given up on what the concept of “full happiness” even could even possibly mean.
Joey wishes he were dead.
All Black Everyt…Oh, nevermind.
Joey doesn’t put his all into the Medium Jump because he is convinced he will die alone.
Joey’s kingdom of dirt. He prefers the Nine Inch Nails version.
Are you not entertained? Joey is not entertained.
