Shitty pictures, but…can’t resist, haven’t posted my face in like…a week o_o
So the whole time at the show I was kind of expecting the body police (tm) to show up and ask me to put a shirt on. However no one seemed to have any problems with me or my scars (not shown here). In fact, at one point some kids decided that I was “the realest raver ever, none of that teeny bopper shit” (what? to me, ya’ll are teeny boppers… o_o)
Whereas my ex was just repeatedly mistaken for security.