Built for blame.

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Although the sizes have varied, I have dressed the way I do all my life. Most know me by my uniform of black tights/jeans, black jerseys and black hair.  Call it emo, goth, alternative, whatever, it’s the way I like to look. I’m not forced to wear black, not even by my emotional state, I like the way it looks. But not everyone does, and I’ve been through many surprisingly serious battles about simple outfit choices. I was the kid that parents didn’t want sleeping over, the kid that got stuck with all the cigarettes at a bust, and the one that got questioned if someone wrote something obscene on the bathroom walls. Because I looked different, and I welcomed it. As life went on I realised that nothing much changes, if you look like trouble, people are gonna blame you for it, because it’s easy. Blaming a “bad influence” is easier than accepting responsibility. But the fact is, your choices are your own, whether I walk around with shirts quoting Cheech and Chong or not, I can’t force you to get high. Just like dressing like a virgin doesn’t get you into heaven.

I have a foul mouth, I dress inappropriately, I listen to scary music and I smoke a lot…  I’m not changing the way I look, so I accept the stigma that comes with it. But just because I’m built for blame does not mean you are innocent…

I’m gonna sign off with this beautiful speech by one of my very favourite people, Chris Motionless, he knows what I’m talking about.

 

“That they have the right to set standards that you and I have to live by…”

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