i realised that i veiwed fashionable people as better human beings than those who were un-fashionable.

i believed that i wouldn't be in the way of harm when the people around me were in leather jackets and oh-so ironic accessories.

perhaps i would be safer with them than in the company of people clad in Cotton-on polo shirts.

where they hung out (underground clubs) what they listened too (underground music) and what they wore (underground lables) was the difinitive judgement of their moral conscience.

i believed.

i don't anymore.