one time in middle school i was goth and wore a lot of black lipstick and cat ears (yup) and black eyeshadow and the works. some comments made to me at this time are forever embedded in my memory.
1. you can't be the student news anchor because you are goth.
2. are you goth because george harrison died?
3. are you goth because your parents don't love you?
i had a t-shirt i made and bedazzled that said BRAND NAME and the As were anarchies. and i listened to a lot of anti-flag. and i also had safety pin earrings and got sent to guidance because that was "self harm." but then in this moment that was like straight out of my so called life, this girl who wore a lot of hair gel and glow by jlo and had a like 17 year old boyfriend, had to walk with me to get our health class babies and she like begged the teacher to let us walk together instead of going one at a time, and on our walk to the health room she confided in me that she thought she was pregnant and asked me what to do and i am pretty sure i said "get an abortion" and then like 4 days later i heard her in the bathroom asking her friend if she could see her pad through her jeans so i guess she was fine. i don't even know what the point of this story is. i didn't even like kiss a boy until i was 15.
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