★You're more punk, hardcore, mod, straightedge, emo, indie than me. Your hair is more fashionable than mine, you have more piercings. You have cooler pins on your messenger bag and your favorite band is more obscure than mine. Your shoes are more vintage and so is your t-shirt. You own more black clothes than me. Your glasses are thicker and blacker than mine, the plugs in your ears are bigger. You know more people in bands and your black jelly bracelets are the envy of scenesters everywhere. Your photography is blacker and whiter, your profile is wittier, and you have much better soul records. Your scene points are double, perhaps triple, mine. Because as we all know, that's what really matters, In a scene where the music has taken a backseat to the haircuts, you win and I lose.★
talking shit about us. we don't give a fuck anyways.
i am me. nothing more. nothing less.
best put in the words of Throwdown. YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE BLOOD TO BE FAMILY.
for myself. for my friends. for my family.
i have a passion for hair. i i have a passion for clothes. i love Brittanie like i love clothes and hair. the end.