so i was thinking.
sometimes, in the morning when i'm getting dressed, i goth out. black eyeliner, black outfit, etc., et al., so on, and the like.
and then i go places during the day and people go, "oh you're goth? i remember when ________ [friend/i/daughter/son/husband/wife/niece/nephew/sister/brother] was a goth. don't worry, you'll grow out of it."
now hang on just one minute, sir/madam/thing!
a.) i'm not worried.
b.) who says i want to grow out of it?
c.) i already grew out of preppiness. i think i'm good on the "growing-out-of" front.
d.) i have fun being goth. i'm not all depressed all the time (though sometimes i am, but hell, i'm human. everyone's depressed sometimes. you really can't be "up" all the time. something's going to make you sad at some point in your life. call me cynical, but that's life on our planet.)
e.) plus, really, what's so wrong about being goth? i'm not a satanist, i'm not a witch, i don't do self-harm (that's emos) - why would i need to grow out of it? honestly?
and that's all i have to say about that, for now.