Selling My Babies

Once upon a time there was a metal head goth chick. She played bass guitar, wore corsets, and should have owned stock in an eyeliner company.

Then she got married and had a kid. The corsets didn't fit anymore, the eyeliner was pointless since she barely got two minutes in the bathroom, and the bass guitars went into storage.

So when baby #2 came around, our former goth decided to sell her babies. Not the children, the guitars!

Granted I haven't played them in years, and my friend Khrys is buying them from me along with the amp, so I know they're going to a good home. But still, it's a sad day for me. One of the last holdouts of my single days lol.