Images..
IMAges...
IMMA GIZZZZZZZ.

Please put a New York Times under that before it gets all over the place.

This brother has a nyce image about himself

"Dude! Try not to appear smart or crack any jokes! It might wreck MY IMAGE!!!"

Lindsay cared more about whether people liked unicorn commercials than she did about her own family, since a caring image sold better than a cruel image, even if the latter was closer to the real her, if there was such a thing.

When you get down to it, past the dangerous, mysterious, and charming image of intrigue, the girl was actually a plain mollycoddle who had party trick after party trick, and knew a lot of languages she thought other people wanted to hear, even though they already knew language was always a way to keep things hidden from other people. She always thought the world was underestimating her, even when the world showed her otherwise. She kept not respecting the world, just like the world kept not respecting her, and the cycle never quit, even after her next party trick to convince the world she would change this time, just like she tried to convince the world the last time with a similar party trick.

He/she shot the guy at the pig pickin dead and claimed it started as an argument over a garden hose to boost his/her not to be fucked with image. He/she did this so nobody would think he/she was a weak person at heart.