blackTshirt

^ yeah. right. whatever

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hookers with machineguns

I'd honestly rather be a prostitute or a pornstar than a model. More money, less walking, same amount of coke, no anorexia, same exposure to herpes and syphillis. It's win win, people. We need to take a poll on this.

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*Josie*

You really are evil.

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"If you don't like the peach, walk on past the tree"

Ensemble

I don't get it. Was I supossed to laugh too?

blackTshirt

only if you wanna

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Anarchy doll

from head to toe:
crazy color small mohawk,nosering, earrings,toungering, hopeful lipring,tattoes,and belly button ring, punk band tight shirt with studded belt, and short plaid shirt, fishnet, or cool colorful stockings, topped off with steeltoe army or dock martin or 20hole gettagrip boots.....oh, sorry, was just discribing me today....

ArtistInTheAmbulance

^Urge to not bring up conforming to the "ultimate non-conformist"....

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shake your wings like theyre laced with sound!

jesus

Sometimes I don't get why people who dress like that are saying they're not conforming cause more and more people are starting to dress like that every day. I guess it's not conforming compared to the whole Abercrombie and Fitch and that stuff but I dunno.

sometimes I dress like a pirate, as to not conform to society's ways.

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Fenixpunk

Power Ames
Subhumans
(Worlds Apart)

A passing stranger dressed in black
With slogans painted on his back
Turned and stared and laughed and carried on
Another came and did the same
At first they made me feel ashamed
But then I realised what I had done
Without asking I had broke the rules
Without knowing, I had made them fools
By merely looking different
To those who knew the game
The unity was there to see
A mass of non-conformity
There s something wrong, or is it me?
But they all look just the same
They hung around in silent pairs
And gave out their derisive stares
To anyone who envied or ignored
A leaflet saying Smash the state
Work in love and not hate
Got snatched and ripped and ground into the floor
Without asking it, I had caught them out
Without knowing what it was all about
They assumed it was a wind-up or a con
Making sure with a nervous glance
They re-affirmed each other s stance
And smiled and then forgot and carried on
The passing strangers stayed that way
And rotted away in their own decay
Convinced they d got it right, the rest were wrong
By deriding them to gain respect
They tied a noose around their neck
And fell when something different came along
Without asking them, they were soon put down
Without knowing why, they looked around
And found a new dictatorship in power
Acting just as they had done
But on the other end it s not much fun
And all their sweet delusions soon turned sour
One man s hand is another man's fist
And so the power games still exist
And on idea is right, the rest are wrong
While such ideas as this are here
We'll never live without the fear
Of feeling that we somehow don't belong

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hookers with machineguns

no sh*t dawg. That's a style, not a matter of conforming. I love how people still think they're "cool" by the clothes they cover themselves with. I really dont differentiate someone whether they're wearing abercrombie or "punk" gear. Wear whatever the f*cks you want, who cares?

Ugh, I used to hate the pirate girls back in high school. Argh!
But you should wear an eye-patch.

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