This is the integral component of a Teeny Goth page. It must contain the word fuck, preferably at least once a sentence. It's supposed to be full of impotent rage at the "normals", those who are accepted into society without any hassle. If you are writing a Teeny Goth page then keep a dictionary to hand. Long words=intelligence
Stream of consciousness writing works the best.
This is an example of a Teeny Goth Rant. Draw your own conclusions.
I dress like this because I want to. I am nothing like you fucking clones. I hold my head high, I revel in not being like you. You clone molded vile neophytes. Clans united under the banners of Ben Sherman and Calvin KleinThe more astute among you may have noticed it is a little hypocritic. This is also a major component of Teeny Goth works. They fail to understand they are cardboard cut out 2D charactures. (blast, I'm slipping back into rant mode).Listening to dance, trance, drum and bass. Listening because you've been told it's cool. Mixes breaks and sublte interplays are all lost on you. All you want is BASS so phat it rattles everything in a five mile radius. You take our music and twist it.
Coke, the real thing. Yeah right. Take away the colourings, the flavourings, the preservatives. Remove everything artificial and all that you are is bland and tasteless.
You need guides. You worship those who tell you what to do. MTV fills your hollow heads. Thought replacement. Soundbites. Flashes. Short concentrations spans. This is you. What future is there?
Look at us. "Generation X". Disowned, disallusioned. There is no God. Just us. And we are pathetic. We are the future. Guided by fads and fashions. The future is retro and now is so last season.
