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16-years-old. i walked into a church wearing black jeans, combat boots, a skin tight white t-shirt that i painted "Bite Me" onto with a pair of fishnet stockings with a hole in the crotch that i wore on my arms underneath. 6-7lbs of chain on my legs black eyeliner, lipstick and nail polish with an 8-inch mohawk and my trench coat folded on my arm. i stayed at that church for three years. sure i got crap from people but never to my face. either way i was unfazed by what other people had to say.

my mother wasn't a huge fan but i never saw her that much because i was living with mny dad at teh time. my dad couldn't give two shits about how i dress he used to just say i looked stupid. my step mother HATED it but that was because she didn't like the idea of not havign a nice little conforming family from TV. my advice is simple. do as you want to, ******** everybody else and what they have to say. they are not you and cannot govern your life.