I would go out and buy the most "alternative" (aka pop punk) cloths I can find and then deny the fact that I am both rich and popular.

sweet.. what's her number?

1.) Probably go back and try to finish school, and then quit again

2.) Buy thing just so I could burn them

3.) Become an unlikely neighboorhood drug dealer and sell crack for peanuts, literally

4.) Sleep with the star football player and pull a twisted Lorena Bobbit by sawing it off and anal raping him with it

5.) Become institutionalized

6.) Have sex with all of the four food groups, all at once

7.) Wear socks on my hands and call myself "Stocky Longpippings"

8.) Read the oddessy

9.) Become addicted to injectable painkillers

10.)

*blinks*

Why DO all the rich faux pas "gawth" kids buy clothes at Lerners and N.Y. & Co.?! Jesus Christ, my mom shops there. You can't be gawth in a pair of black pre faded jeans that cost about eighty-nine dollars. You have to fucking shop at the thrift store damnit.

There are occasions when I will wear some kind of expensive clothes...but they are generally clothes I have had for about five years.

I'd be Barbie. The bitch has everything...