Message from @KupKate
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I just finished hardcore henry
I love all sorts of music, I have a really vast taste... but my fave genres have always been rock and metal
How'd you like it? I think my brother liked it.
I love classic rock.
And it's probably the most fun I've had in a movie in a long time
I was raised on Classic rock and Contemporary Christian.
my mom was a metalhead
and is
even today
father isn't much of a music person
The ending was brutally satisfying
my mom is...whatever the opposite of 'metalhead' is. My dad's big into classic rock
I enjoy how they weren't trying to make it a masterpiece, they really only cared about the audience having fun
my mom used to be a goth apparently
I saw a pic of her once xD
it was so weird
like, she is the most upbeat person you can think of
and when you see a person like that in her teens looking so goth you'd think she shits bats
it was just
so weird
I went through a goth phase in hs, though I didn't really look it.
I had a lot of dark colored clothing though
I was an emo back in the day... although, I had been through a lot
Well, emo may be a better term for me.
I had a really dark year in hs. Ended up in a mental hospital and everything
I still wear mostly black though, but that's just because I like that style.
I used to eat anti-depressants like candy
I had 6 suicide attempts
last one almost succeeded
I'm sorry.
it was a med overdose, and the doctors just barely managed to keep me alive
I still take antidepressants.
it's okay, past is dead and buried for me
I had several suicide attempts, but I think I was too in love with my then-boyfriend (who ended up being a tad psycho himself) to do anything.
I see... sorry to hear that
my reasons for becoming obssessed with ending myself came out of bullying
I was beaten up daily, called worthless and so on
I had bullying too, but nothing that bad.
and eventually I began hating myself
I honestly think the worst of it may have been my parents. NOt because they physically abused me, but because of what they would say about me. The night of my first attempt I wrote a song about how I could hear them talking about how horrible I was.