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u dON no mE
What irks me (almost) more than anything else in this universe are the people who insist that you don't judge them-- That labels are the vestige of an age of bigots and ignoramouses.
Those who plead for your lenience are the kids that need a proscenium, be it clothes, make up, hair dye, piercings, in order to flaunt their individuality and re-affirm their self-worth. They scream and cry for attention with their outer appearance, because their personalities, intelligence, and actions are not extraordinary enough to gain the notice of their peers.
You know what? The more you cry that you cannot be so easily judged, the more I will pass superficial judgements on you based solely on your mode of dress. That statement tells me that in asking me not to cast you aside as simply a "goth", "punk", or "scenester" screams one thing, loud and clear: That you are desperately attempting to be a goth, a punk, or a scenester.
It's one thing to have a unique flair. I'm perfectly capable of appreciating someone's personal funky style,so long as you can own that and carry yourself in a manner fitting the way you choose to dress yourself. Honestly, could you see me ambling down the street decked out on black leather with a nose ring? No, it's just not the way I'm made, and I acknowledge that. You would immediately assume that I've gone and adorned myself with ornaments merely as a sad cry for attention.
Perhaps I am inclined to feel this way because I myself would rather recieve accolades for my personality and my actions rather than my highlighter green fishnet shirt and purple hair.
It's simple: Those who are true individuals won't be judged, for they are self-posessed and, most importantly, they know who they are. Someone who is self-actualized is not typically the prey for those who wish to belittle others for their poor taste in clothes.
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