Goth, and a Little Bit of Mental Fuckery

I hate people who will say something about goths, like "I hate goths why don't they go die in a hole if they think life's so bad." (Direct quote people, yes someone is actually stupid enough to say that.) or they claim they're gothic, without even knowing what goth is. Goth is not sacrificing cats, that is satanic. Agreed some goths ARE in fact, satanists, but for the majority of us, it's not like that at all. Goth is not emo without cutting. Emo is totally different. Not all emos get depressed and cut themselves, not all emos have emo fringes and black hair, and people who cut are not always emo. Goth is seeing the darkness and such, and seeing the beauty in it. I am a goth, I have blonde hair and it's NOT died, ZOMG! END OF THE FREAKING WORLD! Occasionally you will see a goth without black hair. Goth is an internal thing, most goths, including me, like to make our outsides look like our insides feel. I'm very worried about what some of you would think if you saw someone who claimed to be goth, but was not wearing black. Would your heads explode because it is simply too much for your puny minds to comprehend, or would you just laugh and walk away?

Another thing I hate, people who think that because they are bigger or older than someone, that they are somehow better. (take heed Mr. "I'm-a-genius,-I-know-the-spelling-and-definition-of-the-longest-word-in-the-dictionary." So do I, you antidisestablishmentaian! (I kid, I kid, hehe)) Think about what you would do if what I wrote above affected you and made you see something you didn't know before, and then you found out I am a seventeen year old. Would it still be valid? Make up your mind now as to whether it would still matter, and then hear this... I am fifteen. There are two ways you can go from here, you can not believe me, in which case, I will get to you later. If you believe me, have you decided that all I have said so far is rubbish, or has it had more of an impact on you? Back to the people who don't believe me, congratulations, you are right! But if I were you I wouldn't start cheering yet, because I'm actually thirteen. What are you thinking now?

I rest my case.