Fck, Fck, Repeat

Repetition is the planet clearing its throat. It’s a cosmic joke, a nervous tic in the structure of time. To repeat is to believe that the second time, the toast won’t fall butter-side down onto your woolly carpet. There is no final repetition — only the final failure to repeat. When the universe loops, it winks. We fall in love with the same eyes in different faces. Again.

Listen to this t-shirt:

• Color: Heather Deep Teal
• 100% combed and ring-spun cotton (Heather colors contain polyester)
• Fabric weight: 4.2 oz./yd.² (142 g/m²)
• Pre-shrunk fabric
• Side-seamed construction
• Shoulder-to-shoulder taping
• Blank product sourced from Nicaragua, Mexico, Honduras, or the US

This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!