"My mother left when I was about two years old. She had given my dad a choice ether have lippo suction or she was leaving and so he did, but he did not survive the surgy. After he died she left me and my two older brothers and ran off with another man. My grandmother took temporary custody of us and later got full custody. Living with my grandmother was like living on a small farm. When I was little she had cows,chickens,pigs and a small garden. But like anyone, as you get older you can't do as much as you did before and slowly this stuff all except the garden went away. I went to head start and then went on to Elementary. When I Got to the second grade I was found to have dyslexia a learning disability. Although, I have overcome some of this, but I still have some problems. I graduated, went to work at a factory making heating and air supplies. I only worked there one month. Pain in my feet, knees, legs and my back was killing me. I knew that I could not take this much more as thoughts of killing myself were going threw my head. I decided to go to a vo. tech. school and so I did. I did not do so good. People in my class that were going only a half day were passing me. I did not get any degree. So now with the only option going back to hard labor and more pain, I moved back in with my grandmother and filed for social secretly disability. Four to five months later I got a letter telling me that I was going to start getting social security check. I moved around a lot.I was going to go into detail about that. But after I read it and it was boring to read so I left that out. So I will get to were I am living now. I am currently living in Ponca City, Oklahoma in a small house with a friend from High school."
Oh dead Lord, after reading his blabla I start feeling sick again. I can't stand his endless drivel about how bad fate played with him. Does Lord Morbus think I like him more now? Does he really think anybody coming from the WWW is interested in this story? Talk to your pigs or cows, they might be more interested than me.

"I have always been interested in the darker side of life and for some reason I have always had this love for cemeterys. When I was younger I dressed like every other normal teen....."boring". Then in my freshmen year I started wearing all black. At that time I didn't know anything about goth."
The darker side of life? Damn, just because you have seen "Adams Family" on TV you think you know something about the darker side of life? BUMM! Lord Morbus (what a ridiculous name!) becomes bored with life! So you dressed like every other normal teen. Boring? Only if you haven't created your own style (and I bet you haven't)! Speaking honestly I have to admit that I know many "normalos" who look more interesting than you in your painful "goth" outfit. Wearing all black is not extraordinary. Wearing all black is... BORING! And you haven't still learned what's goth and what's not...

"My junior year the school was having a costume contest. So I decided to dress up as the crow."
...and you got the award for the worst costume! HAR HAR! PENG! Lord Morbus meets the Volcano God!

"Little did I know what was about to happen. As I finish putting all makeup on I looked into the mirror at that moment something happened to me. For the first time in my life I liked what I saw, but it was also more than that."
Oh God, don't you have any ego? Not even a little brain cell? Damn, I think your parents mixed the wrong chemicals when they made you...

"I still can't find the words to describe what I was feeling at that moment. I am still not sure what changed inside me."
So let me find the words for you as you seem to be too stupid for it: "I got horny like thousand sailors on shore leave as I felt the latex on my body. Surely the make-up made me look more ludicrous than The Joker in "Batman" but what do I have to lose? Actually I'm beyond help" In my opinion this comes close to the feelings you had at that moment.

"Now to focus on how I was introduced to "goth". I did not hear the word goth until I was up late one night and watching a Jenny Jones show. The show was about wild teens that needed a make overs. The teens parents or friends did not like how they were dressed. I was very frustrated with the show because I did not learn what exactly goth was."
Oh God, oh God, oh God! Straylight reloads his machine gun. Hasta la vista, baby!