Jarom loves this band. Somehow he always takes me to concerts that I am not interested in. Yes I like some of their songs but I don't love them. When we drove past the line that was waiting to go inside, I thought I was going to die...literally. We didn't dress
appropriately for this crowd. We forgot to wear all black.
Jarom forgot to let his beard grow. He also forgot to wear his black eyeliner. He accidentally put
deodorant on that day. I didn't buy any magnetic
piercings for where ever my imagination could take me. All the girls had black or red hair. I only saw 1 other girl with
blond hair. I was a party
pooper for sure. I felt bad that I
wasn't better for
Jarom. I did get beer spilt on me 3 times. Did
Jarom? Nope. I always say never again but end up going again and again.