When I was growing up, my mother was a big Nazi over what I could wear and what I couldn't. I always hung out with different people from all groups of social standing in school, not sticking or conforming to one specific group. Because of her not allowing me to wear what I wanted, I sort of went wild with it after I turned eighteen. I've since learned that 'Goth' isn't what's on the outside. It's what's on the inside. I wasn't allowed to wear all black unless it was for a DECA business meeting or something of that nature. Or a funeral.
