PROLOGUE:
"I wonder what his tattoo says." "Why is it on his chest?" "Does it mean something, or is it just some pointless thing?" "What's so special about it?" "What goes through his Emo little head when doing this?" "Aren't you too young for one?" "Why are these tattoos SO important to these stupid band members and their Gay ass fans?"
I hear it all. Everyday and I'm sick of it. They don't understand and they never will. I just want all the snide remarks to vanish. The constant question, "What does your tattoo say?" I now understand how Kellin Quinn feels everyday of his life. Yet, he probably has had thousands of people ask him about his perfect tat, so it's not exactly the same. Yes, of course, I have this chest piece for a reason. It's extremely important, as is Kellin's, but I just want the hate to stop entirely. The names I am called are appalling. There's so many. However, the one I CAN NOT stand, is "poser".
I am not a poser.
YOU ARE READING
Before You I Serve Nothing
FanfictionFollow the life of 16 year-old, Jettia Nightmares. His world being thrown around constantly, mainly for the fact he dons a chest tattoo that everyone but him, and a few close friends, find appalling and pointless. The bullying has always been terrib...
