*name* be like: “bruh is my life source a day doesn’t go by in which I don’t utter the precious succulent word “Bruh”. Every waking moment in my life is dedicated to that single word, it takes every single fiber in my being to attempt to resist saying the word, but every time I succumb to the “bruh”. I yearn to live a life free of the word but i can never be from the shackles in which it binds me. To the simple man, it is a word merely to convey a moment of utter stupidity, but to me however, it is a spell which washes the user in pure ecstasy. Simply put “bruh” is a drug to me. This mere word epitomizes the duality of man. On one hand you could live a life free or worries and do good. But on the other you can indulge in the darkness(“bruh”) and be sculpted by it. That darkness consumes you and never lets you go. You may say I am a man of weak will detained by the word, and to that I say BRUH”