My first boyfriend was a skater. This, coupled with being a teen from the late 90s, makes me an all-time skater boy lover. If I see the sweet remnants of a former skater (muscular lankiness, elbow scars, fuck you attitude, a crusty beard) in say, a 30 year old man, I swoon. The same goes for skater style. I'm not talking like Tony Hawk's empire slash video game slash knee pads of the present day, I'm more along the lines of Tony Hawk when he signed my Dawls shirt (yeah) when I was 13 and we all wore a uniform of hoodies/skater shoes/cardigans/emo glasses/crazy ass hair.
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