That happened and I'm perfectly normal today. What do you mean? ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

It feels like anybody with an alternative, subcultural look had some sort of impact on me when I was a child. People with these really big sweat pants and dreads, punks, goths, and so many more people who looked "interesting" to child-me. And today, I still refuse to look "normal" in my everyday life because these people showed me that I can be whoever the heck I want (to a great extent, at least. I'll still dress up a bit for an interview or whatever)

Almost 40 years ago. I was trying on black doc marten boots at the mall. She was standing off to the side and said "they look good. You should get them." I awkwardly replied "uh thanks" then walked the opposite direction to the cashier to pay. Never saw her again lol

For me, it was Winona Rider in Beetlejuice. I wasn't even old enough to understand why I liked watching that movie so often.

Me seeing girls with flannel shirts over ratty jeans

the Hex Girls sent my life on an entirely different trajectory. Maybe I could have had healthier relationships if I encountered them at a less critical part of my life.

Same. Exact same.

Huh, I'm a dude and this is (and has been since childhood) basically my dream attraction. Obviously only based on the visual, but damn does this image make me feel things.