I used to do the same thing with “Marian” at coffee shops; never worked-thank goodness.
Try using the name “Mickey” instead, and maybe you’ll get someone cheering that you’re so fine one day.
I’ll never be as funny as Mystery Science Theater 3000.
Look what the morally reprehensible combination of baritone and those god damn life-ruining cheekbones have done to you.
I think you should listen to squeaky prepubescents while you may have a glimmer of hope.
I am a goth and happy with my condition.
You probably don’t think you’re lying. delusional people are, by definition, unaware of their illness.
I keep telling you that you’re falling apart; you’re so involved in all this morbid Gothic stuff that you’re beginning to assimilate it and lose yourself in the process.
Don’t you trust me?
David Bowie dolls
Created by katyok on deviantart
Source your god damn art.
I’ve never had these feelings for dolls before…
… DAMN YOU, DAVID BOWIE!
That’s how I felt when people would assume I was a “fan” of Charles Manson.
Oh, you read me, I said “Charles.” Yeah, that is much worse.
With a childhood like this, i keep relapsing, but there’s hope…right? My 12 year old self and my family in 2002.
Whenever people started using the term “Nu-Goth” I pictured something like this; people who listen to NuMetal or have that look about them.
I’m so ancient that I can’t even keep up with the stuff I curmudgeonly complain about anymore.
Here’s a before, early photo, partially recovered, and fully relapsed set of photos. I’m probably a lost cause at this point. It must have been the trauma of my childhood haircut that made me this way. ￼￼ ￼￼
Its like watching a Cancer spread over you, if Cancer was cute.
I lived through the 80’s as well, mullets happened, and zobaz and words shaved in hair. Those were some truly dark times.
I prescribe 3 months of nothing but Rush Limbaugh, Up With People!, and 7th Heaven reruns.