The Delirians.
Half Past Two.
Ricerokit.
Deal's Gone Bad.
The Roundabouts.
Buck-O-Nine.
The Toasters.
Voodoo Glow Skulls.
And then there are those girls who try to look cute at shows. You know the ones. They're the vags that sit at the back near the bar in high heels or shiny flats, carrying bags, and wearing jackets because, well, it was cold outside.. They're the ones that did their hair and made sure their makeup was just right before leaving the house. They're the ones who dance a little while watching the other girls get beat up and drenched in other people's sweat in the pit. It's not because they belong to a certain respectable scene. It's because they felt like looking nice. It's those ones that I want to throw head first into the pit. Honestly, no one's impressed. That, and skins piss me off. With their fuckin' chelsea's and suspenders and Doc Martins. Alksjdflkajlkdgalkfdga.
ANYWAY. I'm sore, my ears are ringing, and I smell like ass. It was a good night.
Kelsey Rae
About
- Kelsey Rae
- Los Angeles
- The theme is the theme of humiliation, which is the square root of sin, as opposed to the freedom from humiliation, and love, which is the square root of wonderful.