I have been wearing these old moccasins since last winter, and they've finally become too stinky and shabby for me to use, which always makes me angry and destructive feeling. I smell the shoes, getting grossed out by how dirty and stinky they are. I write on them in sharpie, and then set to dismembering them. I rip and tear, and cut at them with scissors. In the end it's just me and the remnants of shoe junk. * light fan noise in backround*

I have been wearing these old moccasins since last winter, and they've finally become too stinky and shabby for me to use, which always makes me angry and destructive feeling. I smell the shoes, getting grossed out by how dirty and stinky they are. I write on them in sharpie, and then set to dismembering them. I rip and tear, and cut at them with scissors. In the end it's just me and the remnants of shoe junk. * light fan noise in backround*