The current state of "Fashion"

At the moment I am angry at my "Love",
He has betrayed me,
He has become a greyish colored zombie controlled by some force not of this world.
Media now runs him,
Emotions, no longer,
He stands out but blends in simultaneously,
Shaved heads, exposed brasierres, straps and leather worn in the tackiest way possible,
He cries out for someone to notice him,
Yet eternal cries are rarely heard before the crier grows tired.
He's shamed himself,
Dirty,
Filthy,
Degenerate.
I once loved him, but now his previous self only drifts in my dreams.



I will be updating the blog more regularly...stay tuned
LOVE :)