Goths mocking emos always made me laugh. Which is itself a third layer of comedy because I was supposedly an old school punk but really just another kid with a funny 'do (green mohawk…which I still hold as the most righteous hairstyle known to man, however)
to my hormone soaked brain being disaffected and into the grotesque was infinitely cooler than being disaffected and sad.
We enjoyed punks though, there was this group of kids that’d meet up in the city and we’d be punks, metalheads, and goths all confident in our superiority to emos who we called posers.
I mocked all of you. Jokes on me you all turned out pretty cool and to have good taste in music. I was just uncomfortable experimenting and possibly coming off ridiculous. Somehow I managed to be cringe because of my efforts not to.
Goths mocking emos always made me laugh. Which is itself a third layer of comedy because I was supposedly an old school punk but really just another kid with a funny 'do (green mohawk…which I still hold as the most righteous hairstyle known to man, however)
to my hormone soaked brain being disaffected and into the grotesque was infinitely cooler than being disaffected and sad.
We enjoyed punks though, there was this group of kids that’d meet up in the city and we’d be punks, metalheads, and goths all confident in our superiority to emos who we called posers.
I mocked all of you. Jokes on me you all turned out pretty cool and to have good taste in music. I was just uncomfortable experimenting and possibly coming off ridiculous. Somehow I managed to be cringe because of my efforts not to.
cringe finds us all. Our curse was out fear of it, our blessing is we can free future generations with our knowledge.
There’s no escaping regret, so lets all just celebrate ourselves and understand others are doing the same.