🎸 People always tell me I look like I could be Rob Zombie’s long-lost daughter. I mean, think about it: the wild, untamed energy, the love for all things spooky and rebellious, and let’s not forget the impeccable fashion sense that screams “rock ‘n’ roll meets horror chic.” And don’t even get me started on Sherrie Moon Zombie being my mom in this fantasy scenario. She’s an absolute queen—ethereal, badass, and effortlessly cool. Imagine growing up with that kind of influence? My life would be a montage of haunted houses, backstage concert vibes, and endless creativity. I’d spend my childhood running through creepy sets, watching horror movies before bedtime, and learning how to slay life like the ultimate power couple they are. My wardrobe would be full of fringe, leather, and skulls—because obviously. And yes, every Halloween would be a family holiday—the biggest event of the year. Pumpkin carving, costume contests, and spooky dinner parties that would put everyone else to shame. 🎃🦇 But… reality check: They’re not actually my parents. I just look like I could be, and honestly? I’ll take it. 🤘🖤
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