Oh you have problems. Oh you like death. Oh you hardly like what I like. Oh you hardly care about appearance. Oh you simi care about others. You live in the real world. So what? Whats wrong with it? I like it. It’s my choice and I chose it. Striving to have everything you want is unnecessary. My appearance isn’t new. It’s always been around. Dress how you want. Gold chains, gothic boots, baggy bill bottom pants, a neck tie, a band shirt some candy bracelets. All under a tux the same color as your one colored contact. A non matching pimp cane and a leather opposite sex belt. Hows that for a random original clash? Whats wrong with it? What will you wear? What someone else hardly likes? I’d wear that.  Have you ever worn something someone didn’t tell you to wear before? A hint at, oh this looks nice.  Oh this is for sale. Censorship cause parents some people don’t like this.




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