I'm so breathtakingly GOTH that you just had to go onto
the next page to witness the miracle of me, didn't you?
Well, here's more.
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Here I am, looking back on the shadows of my past.
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I am the Crow.
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I'm SO GOTH, even my oven mitts are black.
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I'm SOOOO GOTH that............HEY! What the.......who put this picture up here???
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This is my boyfriend. He' so goth. He's in a band and he has cool hair. That's why I love him.
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Gaze upon me as I lament for
those who can never possess the Gothnicity that I have. The woe. The despair. The tears that weigh heavy upon my eyes like the lid of an iron coffin. boo-hoo. |
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Oh look. More of me. I'm so pensive. I practice every night in front of the mirror for about five hours. Then after sobbing uncontrollably about the emptiness within, I write poetry about how my cat comitted suicide by jumping in front of an old blind man with a garden weasel.
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Here I am expressing my inner torment through dance.
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Oooh. I'm so GOTH it hurts. But I enjoy the pain. It makes me feel alive. Even though I die a little more everyday. Death is part of life. And life is destined to die. So I live amongst death and walk dead amongst the living. Ah. Aren't I eloquent?
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I will cease now from blinding you from the Gothness that radiates from me.
I hope you've enjoyed staring at these pictures as much as I have. Thank you, my darklings for visiting.
HAVEN'T HAD ENOUGH OF ME? THEN GO BACK.
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